The blooming sparks of fireworks
Exploded in front of our eyes.
My body tightly wrapped in your arms.
Disney Land's the best place to
Celebrate our anniversary. I was sixteen.
The mysterious walks through
The desered streets felt
So magical, With my tiny
Hand fitting so perfectly into
Yours. I was only sixteen.
That day we went to Prom,
I felt like a queen. All eyes
Were on you and me. The
Fire warmed us up to a slow
Dance. I, yet, was only sixteen.
We were so in love. Then came
The day I was forced to tell
You I was moving away. You
Took it very hard, but after
Seven months, You left me.
I was torn, only sixteen.
