Sweet sixteen when my first true love came to me.
Dashing and handsome, my heart was his domain.
Love blossomed, he took my innocence, you see,
and my life would never be the same again.
Plans were made to be married on a fall day.
Waiting for that fall day to come, I felt blessed.
One summer afternoon, much to my dismay,
the telephone rang, his voice sounded so stressed.
He spoke these words, I've been lying to you.
I love another, we were married today.
Just thought I should call to let you know, its true.
Have a good life, sorry if you feel betrayed.
I could not speak, my heart was barely beating.
My soul shattered, heart broken beyond repair.
Time stood still for me and comfort was fleeting.
Desperate to erase the memory, despair.
Memories hidden in the back of my mind,
never to let me forget, that summer day.
True love's few words are always there to remind,
just how if feels for someone to be betrayed.
My trust was destroyed, much to my deep regret.
Fear of betrayal could not be overcome.
Memories made that I could never forget,
the foundation of what my life had become.
This is the gift my first true love gave to me,
my innocence taken, I was sweet sixteen.
