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High School breathe. look on.
hes gone.
can't write about anything different today,
can't reflect on the walls of the universe, or
construct a satire about the failures of society.
is that ok?
forgive me, i have to write about love and rolling.
one more time.
i truly love you. and i feel weak and empty, but its because
i've spent so much energy being strong.
i wrote you the words in all my songs.
i told you that you were forgiven.
i wrote you an apology in first person.
i stayed true to what i want to believe is real.
Thats this:
A girls heart flutters in the darkness. The music in the amusement park is soft and timeless. The rain patters on the roof, but inside its dry. Enclosed and alone, two young lovers take their first kiss and after, laugh with nervousness. A boy tells her those were the best minutes of his life. She hugs him, and puts her hands under his blue plastic jacket. Little does she know it, but she will never forget this. And hes right. Best moments are spent in love.
Each breath allieves a little of the pain.
But pain is love, so its ok
to feel it sometimes during the day.
Keep breathing,
You loved me more than you'll remember.
But i loved you too.
I wont break my promise,
I'll remember the moon,
and will never be ashamed of what I was to you.
