Chapter 1

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~Tiny

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I rolled off my bed and glanced around my room. Everywhere I looked I saw images-memories- and I didn't know if I could leave these memories behind. When I looked at the chair in the corner of the room I saw my mom rocking me as a baby. When I looked at the window I saw my first boyfriend crawling through and me standing there kissing him. When I looked at the bed I saw my grandma dying from cancer. When I looked at the floor I saw my bloody grandpa dying from a rouge attack.

And I was starting to rethink my choices..should I really leave the place where I grew up? Where I had so many memories? And for what..just to escape a marriage?

But I was set on my choices. And with that I slung my bag over my shoulder and put my earbuds in my ears and left my room through the window. "Good bye memories.."

"Although it hurts I'll be the first to say that I was wrong,

Oh, I know I'm probably much too late

To try and apologize for my mistakes

But I just want you to know

I hope he buys you flowers,

I hope he holds your hand

Give you all his hours when he has the chance

Take you to every party cause I remember how much you loved to dance

Do all the things I should have done when I was your man!

Do all the things I should have done when I was your man!"

My ear buds blasted the sad song in my ears, and I felt tears drip down my cheeks.

"Right from the start

You were a thief

You stole my heart

And I was your willing victim

I let you see the parts of me

That aren't that pretty

And with every touch you fixed them

Now you've been talking in your sleep

Oh oh

Things you never say to me oh oh

Tell me that you've had enough

Of our love, our love

Just give me a reason

Just a little bits enough

Just a second we're not broken just bent

And we can learn to love again

It's in the stars

It's been written in the scars on our hearts

That we're not broken just bent

And we can learn to love again

I'm sorry I don't understand

Where all of this is coming from

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