when we are young.
I stack my blocks on top of yours,
because that is where they belong.
Pieces of me fit with pieces of you.
It is simple.
We take turns creating things,
and breaking them down.
It is a game of give and take-
the way love should be.
We are young and we know love
better than our parents.
We are young and we know how to
use what we have.
As the blocks stack higher
our world grows...
Our innocent friendship thrives.
But we don't realize that
it will not always be like this.
Love,
Lizz
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