he had hair, like a tall glass of red whine
and forest green eyes, with a dark shine
when he pulled me in, for our first kiss
it felt electric, on my lips
.
he was, a firework summer
in the middle of a, snow white winter
he’s old flowers, and a stone
he is gone, and I have grown
.
met a boy, with the same eyes and name
he played me, like it was a game
never really planned, to stick around
blowing in and out, like a storm through town
.
lately I’ve been, thinking too much, about the past
and how, my love, never seems to last
once it’s their, it never leaves
you move on, while your heart, grieves
.
one gave up, one just walked away
making me, who I am today
damn those, green eye’d boys
they bring in light, but steal your joy