old poem

[boicrazy777]

I flip threw the pages
of the times I thought were grate
I look at all the faces
that were brought to me by fate
the names I don't recall
and the faces look the same
but when I think of the person
I feel so friggin lame
I fell in love with him
although he didn't see
a senior yes he was
so he didn't look at me
I member going to the shows
to watch him play and play
he strummed his sweet guitar
and always let me stay
he was always there
to help when I was down
he flashed that one true smile
and I couldn't keep the frown
but now he's moving far away
to live his life of dreams
I will never forget the person he was
'cuz he was my first love, it seems.