That tiny crush that seems so big, you think you got your first love,
and you prey to the heavens above,
You thank god every day for what he's blessed you with,
then it goes down hill and you think love is just a myth.
your eyes are heavy from crying,
and it seems like every one is lying.
where did it go wrong? because clearly it did,
but you gotta remember your still just a kid!
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