L-O-V-E

Being a kid and loving friends.

We were friends.
Learning, Reading, Loving, Feeling
We were innocent.
Hurting eachother verbily
but hating ourselfs physically.
Coming to school, saying hello.
Leaving school, hard to say goodbye.
Relationships were hard.
We were only young,
and we didn't care if that song wasn't sung.
Teardrops were common,
even though smiles came often to.
While hugs and kisses were an embaressment to you.
Love was shared,
hate was bottled up.
Until it explodes,
and you scream,
then you cry,
and you lose your friends,
forever.
and your whole life came tumbling down,
until finally you take a look around.
You see things you thought you've never seen
but familiar they seem.
One is a smile,
another a hug
and last the song being sung.
L-O-V-E
Spell it again for me.