I can't, won't fall for a woman again,
but it hurts not to think of her.
It won't work, I couldn't love her like she deserves.
I'm still that 7-year-old girl that had her heart broken.
Her name was Laura and she was perfect.
Every recess we always held hands and giggled at each other's jokes.
Then one recess, I kissed her in front of everyone.
As the boys started yelling "dyke", she dropped my hand and ran away.
One of the kids told my mother.
"You can't do that kind of thing with girls, Olivia.
One day you'll find a nice boy to kiss, ok?"
Boy, did I find many, but most weren't too nice.
With them, I tried to escape the questions Laura had started.
Now, I can't run anymore, because I am drawn to my second love.
When I watch her in court, she takes away my breath.
Every time we fight, every time I let her walk away,
I long to tell her, "I love you, Casey."