She was mine and I was hers, our love was as beautiful as a white feathered bird, we'd take long walks with our little talks even glimmer and look at the sun shimmer, it was all good until he came along, we fought and caught other peoples hearts with new beginnings and starts. I'd lie and she'd cry. We'd both defy. Our love was never ment to be Maybe it was all cause of me. Took some time out to make this in my spare time, yes? No? Bad? Good? Let me know lol