audrey, start the revolution! vs. the symphony of blase
...because she is a good person and a great mom. because she is your best friend, and sometimes when you catch a glimpse of her out of the corner of your eye, you can still see that beautiful girl that she used to be. there was something, just something about her, all those years ago, when you encountered her for the first time. something that intrigued you, pulled you in, and held you in the palm of it's hand.
what was it again?
because you knew there was something familiar about her, even before she spoke, as if your souls had met before. as if they were meant to meet again. because somewhere deep in your heart you know that she saved you from yourself.
you just kept forgetting to tell her.
because she still finds ways to save you, even now.
don't forget to tell her.
because even though you may not realize it, you may even deny it, you still love her. and maybe, just maybe, she still loves you too.
don't forget to ask her...
...because he doesn't see me. because he doesn't hear me. and because of that, he doesn't know me. and he doesn't ask, because maybe, just maybe, he never really wanted to know...
what was it again?
because you knew there was something familiar about her, even before she spoke, as if your souls had met before. as if they were meant to meet again. because somewhere deep in your heart you know that she saved you from yourself.
you just kept forgetting to tell her.
because she still finds ways to save you, even now.
don't forget to tell her.
because even though you may not realize it, you may even deny it, you still love her. and maybe, just maybe, she still loves you too.
don't forget to ask her...
...because he doesn't see me. because he doesn't hear me. and because of that, he doesn't know me. and he doesn't ask, because maybe, just maybe, he never really wanted to know...


1 Comments:
How is it that I start reading your words confused and end up understanding you perfectly? It gets better every day.
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