Black Northface

That night was a blur, but you pointed and said her.

Baby, I love you. You’re my world. Your words were meticulously laced with poison, killing me slow, slow, slow.

All bullshit, but I didn’t know.

First love is hopeless, but I guess that’s why I’m a romantic.

Was she worth it? 

You thought the field was greener on the other side. Too bad the grass withered and died.

You moved on, so did I.

But I’ll never forget you, first love till I die.

First love is hopeless, but I guess that’s why I’m a romantic.