There was so much she imagined.
There were so many plans.
But they're right;
Planned plans never happen.
It's just a phase, she was told,
But she didn't listen
It was young love, afterall
She was immature, reckless.
So when she realized,
It broke her heart, not him
His side of the story, I don't know
But hers is imprinted in my brain.
I could see it happen, slow motion.
But I knew she needed this.
She needs to make her own mistakes.
I can't hold her back, not again.
So now she's in my arms, crying
While I try to soothe her
I warned her, but I'm glad.
Now she's stronger, experienced.
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Hellos! I'm back!! And thats about it... I really hope you like these, I put my heart out to write them.
Yours Truly
~kj
