Was

Loving it was And so beautiful Soft it was And so addictive Like the trees that were planted last spring We could’ve grown together Like the weather moving We could’ve changed together Ignored it was But I still loved Forgotten it was But I could handle it Like a fire that needs to be fed You longed for more Like salt on an opened wound Your words stung and clung to my heart Harsh it was And I couldn’t feel Abusive it was And I wore the scars