Teenage Runaway Story


I guess you never really knew me
and I guess this is goodbye.
I’m sorry we weren’t meant to be,
all we ever were a teenage runaway story.
we met in the best and worst circumstances,
it’s almost been a year,
all it took was a glance.
it’s all so clear.
but you took a stance,
because of fear.
why couldn't have you taken a chance?
you had me in a trance.
I never thought you were trouble
but you always said you were
but who am I to say?
we were a teenage runaway story.
it’s only been a month since we last seen each other,
too bad it will take seven years for every cell in my body to be replaced.
in seven years, you’ll be just a bitter taste on my lips.
From the first time that you pressed your lips against mine to the last,
you said I was your first love but I'm not your last.
what if it didn’t need to be this way?
what if we didn't have to know what seven years feels like?
what if you didn’t have to be a salty stain on my cheek?
if only we could turn back the clock
and go back to the first glance.
would you still have made yourself a laughing stock?
if only then you knew you had half a chance,
would you still have run before you walked?
or was it all sweet talk?
I just miss the sound of your voice, yet it’s the loudest one in my head.
but its hidden above the chatter of others, you never seemed to mind though.
you taught me love can happen fast that when you find someone you're crazy about
everything just feels right.
but we both have feelings,
that are hard to say.
let’s just keep it at a teenage runaway story.

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