people DON’T change

First kiss with you

Tasted like cyanide

So young, so hopeful

Nobody else mattered,

Not even myself

I had you


Me broken, shattered

Police issuing a warning

Principal walking me to class

Fights, screaming

Words hurt more than your fists

Terrified, alone

I lost you


Two years later

One more kiss

And I’m all in again

Bodies apart but hearts still together

Like we’ve never parted

You have me


Why Did

I

Think

It

Would

Be

Any

Different?