High school love is red and orange; like hot flames.
It tastes like Rocky Road ice cream; nothing is forever.
It sounds like giddy girls and tough guys having fun; it's just a tease.
It smells like sweet perfume; it never leaves your senses.
It looks like stolen kisses in the hallways;always leaving you breathless.
High school love, it makes me feel brand new. (:
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