Through the halls of high school,
Love took a nice, long stroll
Teasing a mind here
And tickling a feeling there,
Two lone souls tread parallel paths
Till Mischief ran into Love
And both decided to play a game
No longer lonely,
The two souls danced to a tune
That even their soles wouldn’t dare to
Now years later and poles apart
The scars of a broken past
Still run a jagged line across their hearts
Digging up memories best left buried
-GraceOla
Deep. I love
Thank you