The One I Let Go Of... (for the my first love comp)

when i was about 15 or so
i went to a party and met Lazlo
he was tall and muscled with spiky white hair
i knew i had to have him right then and there

i was drinking a beer and watching him stare
at me of course, i mean i had green hair!
his eyes caught mine and i lost my breathe
my heart was stolen like the kiss of death

he was the one to first walk up to me
thats when i knew he was a definite guarantee
there was physical attraction neither could denie
which gave me confidence cause back then i was sort of shy

after that night we were completely inseparable
my answer to his request was easily unquestionable
that i would let someone finally love me right
he never went back on his word and he always held me tight

he taught me i was a beautiful and a sexy woman
when he touched me it was like heaven began
i found a temptress in me i had neglected to know
he was a gentlemen but with an animal he lusted to show

i had found my dream guy who had just as many scars
a talented artsy guy who played guitar
i myself am i painter and lover of most any art
so when he shared his ideas with me i felt id burst apart

but nothing amazing ever lasts for long
for me at least i knew i didn't belong
i didn't deserve the love he showed so well
he was a great guy, i deserved to go to hell

i was the rebel dark girl, he was the sensitive jock boy
it wasn't meant to be so our relationship i had to destroy
i told him i wasn't ready for something so serious
honestly though, just the thought of him made me delirious

we haven't spoke in many many years
secretly sometimes i still think of him and fill with tears
so when you find your first love i hope you hold him tight
cause he could very well turn out to be your one mr. right