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Do you remember when we could finally date? I do You gave me this pink paper ring I could tell you spent hours making it for me I cherished that ring as if it was worth thousands Because to me, it did
As I sit on the dusty dugout bench, I already know what it means. The varsity coach approaches me trying his hardest to avoid eye contact but I already know what hes going to say.
I JUST WANT TO TAKE THIS MOMENT TO HUMBLE MY HEART GOING TO APOLOGIZE TO THE PERSON WHO WAS WITH ME FROM THE START I WAS BLINDED BY SOMEONES CHARM THAT HIT ME WITH SOME STARS
This is me This is all you get I would give more if i could but my soul is spent Stand beneath my broken heart and drink from the fountain of youth All I have is my family
Again. It came crashing down on my windowsil. Raking, tapping, billowing. It clouded my thoughts, yet cleared them too. It reminded me of you.
You give me tears, you give me love, but there's more you do that lifts my heart, eve
I don't like to think that my heart stopped beating on the night when the blanket wouldn't warm up and the moonless night seemed especially suffocating.
Sometimes life's a bitch. You practice for something over and over. It's Practice, Practice, PRACTICE! But even then it's not enough. I didn't make it. People always say there's next year. What do you know?!
To the one with unbearable anxieties and sorrows, Holding you back from living and breathing towards tomorrow Believing that the light of hope on your Savior's shoulders Will fail to reach you in time
Hand in hand our gazes met. One quick smile, one skipped breath. Is this love? Do I have faith? To lunge head first or am I too afraid.
To be a Friend means being there Even if the person doesn't want you to To stand there in the bushes Or stay in the background Just so they know You're always there if they need you
Riddle me this... Why is it called a second chance when second isn't large enough? How many chances must be wasted before its nothing but a lost cause? Is it truly a second chance anymore?