My first kiss
Made me never want another.
My first kiss
Made me have hatred for all others.
My first kiss
Broke me inside.
My first kiss
Was not a first kiss but more of a lie.
My first kiss
Was not a fantasy.
My first kiss
Was the worst moment of my life.
I tried to run away.
I tried not to cry.
He grabbed my wrist
And looked me in the eyes.
I was not only scared
But I was trapped in an awful state of my mind.
It was less than a peck
And more of a lie.
That little peck
Made me lose the love of my life.
He told me he didn't mean any harm.
He told me that I was his lucky charm.
But he also told me
He didn't want to be locked away,
So he told me I couldn't tell anyone
Not even if I were going to take my life away.
He was not who he seemed.
He was a man of awful means.
He stole my first kiss
And he took all of my dreams.
