When I

by But He Hit Me First

The life span of a relationship. A poemstory, HPLM so you know it's slash.

When I met you, I was a child and you were evil.

When I saw you again, I was a young teen and you were taunting.

When I saw you again, I was on stone and you were groveling.

When I saw you again, I was fighting for my life and you were hyper.

When I saw you again, I was charging in and you were delighted.

When I saw you again, I had died so much inside and you were joyous.

When I saw you again, I was running and so were you.

When I met you again, I was a man and you were love.

AN: Ok, I really want people to review for this story. This has become one of my fav. things I have written and I want to know what you think, so please review.