Since I was just a little girl,
still playing with my toys
they have always warned me
about getting involved with boys.
"They're nothing but trouble,
and so confusing!" they said.
Instead of listening,
I turned my head,
Getting involved with them instead.
My heart got broken,
shattered,
torn, beaten,
and bruised.
That was all erased,
the moment I met you.
At our first kiss,
you had me,
my heart was yours,
but that wasn't enough,
we both wanted more.
Commitment,
it was,
what we wanted most.
Someone who wouldn't,
set up a hoax.
To leave you now,
would kill me slowly,
never again will you ever be lonely.
They told me I should go to school,
do good,
then get involved with boys.
That men think of us,
as their little toys.
They told me to get good grades,
and to always be good.
Obviously they don't know me,
or maybe the guy that they never knew,
never thought would be so early in life for me,
You,
my perfect love,
are the twist in my story.
Aw! That's so sweet. Good
Aw! That's so sweet. Good for you if its true and as lovely as you describe. I'm still wandering...
Ha. Thanks. And, I mean, I
Ha. Thanks. And, I mean, I think every relationship has those sweet memories. And then every relationship has their moments when it's all hell. But I like writing about the good stuff. And when you have someone amazing that gives you good inspiration, that's all you wanna write about.