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the truth is, there is no competition

and no matter how bad things were, your still who ill be missing

the truth is that our young hearts once connected into something greater than we envisioned

as I sit here smiling from me, reminiscing, I realize I cant regret anything

not the tears that caused stormy nights

not the disagreements that caused crazy fights

not the break up to make ups, make up to break ups

because it was "us"

knowledge is the greatest thing to obtain

and as long as  my memory maintains

I will continue to discover more about love than a person who never felt love at all...

truth is immaturity made things seem less favorable than it really was

and I was so wrapped into learning how to be strong that I forgot what I was dreaming of

I fell in love “TWICE” ,but with the same person

well I guess not the same because you changed

but I “REMAINED” the same “GIRL” you met, when I was suppose to be the “WOMAN” you reunited with

So if you get my drift , maybe you can race down my road and see that I’m saying I know I fucked up but so did you

My insecurities, were so deep that I was digging deeper in a hole than the one i  once inflicted

while, You processed the change you seeked which made you manifest into the person in which you wanted to be

But that person just didn’t see I, or maybe I decided that’s how you looked at you and me

Its crazy how time passes in the blink of an eye, and yet its only after "time" Is gone that we truly appreciate its worth

Yes... I guess time does hurt

But in due time all wound heals, and what you’ve learned from the wounds is uncomparable to tears

Because I’ve been reborn over and over again DUE TO  the many moments I’ve drowned from them

YET, truth is I’D do it all again  JUST to lay in your arms one last time

And for one second to actually say that you are mine

N I’D die for you if it would give me the opportunity to be the wind beneath your wings

Cause I know that's the closet way for me to feel you…

But I know the closer I get to you, the father apart I am to my soul

See I’ve grown colder n colder that I’ve become immune to snow storms

N yet I know if u are near, my heart would “MELT “

our love was always crazy/beautiful

I loved your ways but at the same time hated it too

I guess what I’m saying is I loved everything we had

"But you and I know,…..

you were never meant for me

And I was never meant for you….

I just remember what we used to do"