I'm afraid I will always love the one I gave my virginity to. I don't even want to nor can be with him. I get this longing feeling every time I think about it though. I think of what could have been, or how many tears I would have saved if we hadn't had sex. Unfortunately there is no such thing has time travel and I'm trying my hardest to move on. Thank God, though, he already told me he would cherish it forever. Whether he really does or not, it doesn't matter. It gave me peace, like I didn't have to regret it so much.
Those schoolgirl days of telling tales and biting nails are gone
But in my mind I know they will still live on and on
But how do you thank someone who has taken you from crayons to perfume?
It isn't easy, but I'll try. |