Blind Love

At so soon could hearts skip beats? And not lie to their owner. So young, so blind, so incomplete The spark began at fingers touch, continued within, and burned warmer. At so soon could hearts skip beats? Lips bound as one, the taste so sweet. The spark begins, just like he told her. So young, so blind, so incomplete So how could it be, so bittersweet? Gone the warmth, it just gets colder. At so soon could hearts skip beats? He played his game by being a cheat, he never did console her. So young, so blind, so incomplete His recall, no longer a treat. Tears begin but will never be over. At so soon could hearts skip beats? So young, so blind, so incomplete