• from once we came go back within,
    from love to lust to friends again,
    simple yet sweet like a honey filled treat,
    yet we couldn't beat the thoughts so true that you loved me but I didn't love you...at 14 years old were just meant to be friends that way non of us will die because he played pretend.
    are hearts are not toys or simple filled sweets we must start over if we are not to repeat,
    what we did last day or even last week we are just young girls not who he defeat