Her converse still lay at your bedside,
cigerette butts with her lipstick mark,
your pillow will always smell of her perfume,
no one will ever hold your hand like she did.
& through it all you'll never met another girl,
that could light up a room like she did,
could do her makeup the way she done hers,
could make you laugh just as loudly.
this is first true romance at its hardest kiddo,
keep smiling on through the hurt and the pain,
raindows and starry skys are still yet to come,
the world will keep on going and people will keep on growing,
hearts will keep on beating, and girls will keep on cheating,
love will keep on hurting but you just keep on flirting,
theres always another fishie in the sea,
no matter if you always thought,
'that one was the only one for me'
