stylized.

stylized like boys and girls
climbing to the front porch.

the collapse in the swing on the front porch.
their hearts are racing.

stylized like a romance novel,
full of love
full of pain
full of secrets that they've told.

she hold his hand,
he holds her heart.


they'll never love like this again.

it's a pain that no one told them about.
a pain they don't want to know.

to lose the one you love like this,
it's such a way to go.