Fifty-two Things Lost

I don’t give my heart to many guys

But you can’t say the same.

You jump from one to another girl

As if love’s some sort of game.

Well, I hope she makes you happy.

Happier than I did

That night under the moonlight,

When we shared our very first kiss.

I see you with her in the hallways—

Fingers intertwined.

The way you used to hol...

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