He was.

November 3, 2017

He was like a song that comes out on the radio,
at first I didn't know the song, but I heard all the beats and words to it once before, but when the song started playing
the words and the melody
came pouring at my mouth.
He was mine and I was his not knowing,
He was also some one else’s, my first
In love, I was not his maybe ever was,
His beautiful eyes like the Hawaiian seas, those eyes took my fantasies of having my first boyfriend, all the cute couple's I’ve seen on T.V. That I wished to be, those beautiful eyes that look like Hawaiian seas took that away from me and became a dead sea.






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