We were friends from seconed period br Two different people with two different lives, she was someone I laughed and joked with someone in which I built a bond that couldn't be broken, she had a person who held her heart, but it was not love or companionship I was looking for br Little did I know that what would happen between us, would put me in an akward position, like someone doing yoga for the first time, we ended up kissing and for the first time I shared something so passionate, so beautiful br I finally knew what it felt like to be wanted, even though she had a boyfriend I didn't care, for the first time I wasn't so scared, so uptight, so pathetic br I felt so weird but so good, so happy, so relaxed, once we finished it became clear it would never happen again br I was now a has-been, a mere knotch on her bedpost, she was my first kiss, the first girl I ever had feelings for br But I came to realize that what we had was nothing more than a fling br As our friendship dwindled she put my heart on a shelf, I want her to be mine br But she belongs to someone elsebr br Wesley Parkerbr br