I picked up her diary
Not meaning to read...

Sorry, sorry
For missin your party...

First the emails
Then the \"goin out\&quot...

Backstabbed,
Been lied to...

Screaming back and forth,
Became a regular routine...

From Rex Kwon Do
And chatting online...

Yardsales,
Yummy grilled cheese...

He held my hand
Gave me a kiss...

I told him it was over,
He didnt understand...

Every time i look,
In to your hazel eyes...

Started kindergarten,
At 4 yrs. of age...