High School Tears

by Mark Amend
(Valparaiso, Florida,USA)

First love came so easily
I thought everyday
Would be the same.
There must be a reason
That hearts can never know
Why she came
And why she went away.
But that’s the way it is
With high school tears.
The heart knows best
When we are young
It only knows better
With the passing years.
I’ve gotten older
That was long ago
But I still think of her sometimes
Because that’s the way it is
With high school tears.