When we met...
There was something about you.
I got to know you.
I gave you my heart.
You became my soul mate,
My best friend.
I made you my escape.
Our love was like a fairytale.
So surreal, so perfect.
Never thought I'd be hurt by you.
It was a teenage love story.
But sorry baby,
I never said it would end happy.
Is this real?
As my tears start a river.
My memory of you washes away.
I seem to be forgetting you.
Yet as my last string is about to break,
You re-enter my life.
Are we meant to be?
It was a teenage love story.
But sorry baby,
I never said it would end happy.
When we met...
There was something about you.
I got to know you.
I made you my escape.
Now I let,
You disappear.
I'm forgetting you.
All that's left is the imprint on my heart.
You changed.
I'm broken.
And that's where it ends.
You were my teenage love story.
But sorry baby,
I never said it would end happy.
