We started as friends, or so you said, but it changed that night when you wore red,
Your party it was at when I think you fell,
I wanted so much for you to tell.
I longed for your touch, your kiss, your hug,
I have so many thoughts going through my mind, why
is it I think this way, all of the time?
I told myself I would never fall in love again, but you were
such a nice guy, and a truely good friend.
Life shrinks as we wither away from the truth we must face. Hiding behind the terror will not help. It does not protect from the dangers we will face. Ridiculing the weak and praising the strong, we find that we can not pursue the happiness that we once had.
Assorting my memories of you before they fade
Believing that true love will soon come easy to taste
Caring for one person with all my strength
Dreading the coming of the end to hit its stage
Hello everyone! After numerous stories I've read on here, I feel that I should share my story with you. Her name is Stacy. She was my first love in High School and I think we hit it off as soon as we met. We were inseparable, doing every thing imaginable at school, without getting in trouble mind you, together.