#ColorMemories
When I was 16 years old,
I met a boy, heart of pure gold
Nobody was as special to me as he was
With him, time always paused

He was anything a girl could ask for
He'd switch places and make you walk to the footpath of the road
His jackets were more mine than his
He'd blush over something like a blow kiss

With his heart, looks were a bonus
Little things he did made me lose focus
People would say we're the ideal couple
We'd have fallouts, but...