BUT THEY NEVER TRULY HEAL
It's that exact moment, sitting in your car...Mid-conversation with the closest of friends...
when you realize that that summer is passed and gone,
and you're very-much-so in between homes.
Back there is deteriorating,
but here is not quite your own.
And closure, [if closure does truly exist]
will be sweet, even knowing I was wrong.
And my thoughts won't have to rhyme anymore,
and I won't carry guilt within my back pockets.
The beautiful let-down to our endless summer.
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2days until I know lifes meaning:
she cuts, you bleed, scars fade.
posted by Unknown @ 9:01 AM
1 Comments:
I believe you are sort of right. Coming down here to find lifes meaning is wrong. Lifes meaning will be found way far beyond this. This belated christmas with me, you and friends is just going to be a stepping stone. One footprint that places were the lantern will lead you the rest of your life. And God I hope im holding that lantern. I believe in you Bre, and I believe that you and I have so much to live for. After all it is Christmas, and you may unwrap a present you've been meaning to unwrap for a very long time.
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