It was supposed to be a time of mourning, reflection, and endings.
And just as it started comin.
She meant a lot to me.
Her virginity meant a lot to her.
But with her, Love had to come first.
I wanted more, and I always get what I want.
That was her favorite word.
Friends.
That little filly was as wild as they come, though.
She\'d caught my eye right from the start.
Instead, I found love, happiness, and new beginnings...
It was supposed to be a time of mourning, reflection, and endings