Memories under the tree

MEMORIES UNDER THE TREE
Silly little teenagers on the inside.
It’s almost like spring is our favorite season.
Sitting under the colorful trees and
making promise rings out of fallen leaves.
Oh silly you, silly me
Our love might die just like
the leaves our promises hold on to.
But hold onto me,
there will always be another leaf to
make a ring and so our love will never die.