The one that got away
There u were,
Across the room.
Nerves crept upon me slowly that day,
I was unaware cupid was takin aim.
He released his bow and from that day
I had eyes for none but u.
Twas pity u couldn't stay the same.
Three months my teen romance lasted.
Blissful and joyous with some painbetween.
At the first moment
You coiled and struck like a viper.
The venom wasn't fatal,
But I haven't been the same.
Three years later and still,
Your eyes, hair, laugh and smile.
Still dance through the gash
you left in my heart.
A mark I bear
For you will always be
my teen love.