You Only Write Once Scholarship Slam
It’s Time…Maybe
It’s time to let go
Time to give up
To face reality, and know that as much as I want it
As much as I want you to want it
I will never have it
Holding hands, facing judgment with a smile on
Kissing for the first time
Floating on cloud twelve
Because cloud nine just wasn’t good enough for us
It’s time to live for goals
And not for fantasies
It’s time for living…maybe
Or maybe there’s still time for hope
Still time for my knight to whisk me away
Take me to the farthest reaches of my imagination
Maybe there’s time for reality tomorrow
Maybe I don’t want reality to come tomorrow
Or the next day
Or even the next day
Maybe, just maybe, you’ll find me in my dreams tonight
I’ll be waiting…
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