I Was 19

I Was 19

I was 19.

For a year.

10 years ago.

I was thin

for a while.

I was 19

when I fell in love.

It tasted sweet like freedom.

Then it crumbled like blue cheese

on hot wings, hot enough to raise hell.

I was older

when I moved away.

You deserved more.

I gained 19 pounds.

I’m still in love.

In a box by the bedroom door,

there is a youthful photo.

We were 19.

It was magic.

Can I Have a Kiss

Kelly Clarkson