dix-huit || eighteen

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I met you when I was 18

I met you when I was 18
On a warm spring afternoon
I was sitting is the back seat of my best friends car
And then I saw you
Walking to the park in a bright orange jumper
It was obvious that your presence in my life would be bright... but brief

I met you when I was 18
The summer before senior year
I was soaking in the sun, on the beach
Then you strolled along
Surfing with a green stone necklace wrapped around your neck
Now I wish I could strangle you with it

I met you when I was 18
I liked one of your photos on Instagram
You started following me
We get each others snaps
And the first thing he does...
Was send me nudes

I met you when I was 18
You were the reason I could get through to 19
But things don't last forever
You were exactly what I need at 18
But I was nothing of what you needed
At 19

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