Austin (Chapter 3)

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I went home on a mission: Don't think about Ally Dawson.

I tried to keep busy. I played basketball, ate pancakes. I even played my guitar but she's managed to slip her way into my thoughts.

Sometimes love's a scary place like standing in the dark. No need to lower my awesomeness but I dont really like the dark.

I like music obviously, though I'm a terrible singer and I can't write songs. For some reason I had inspiration today though.

I started strumming on my guitar.

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Oo oo oo oh

Okay maybe I'm shy

but usually I speak my mind

but by your side I'm tongue tied

Sweaty palms

I turn red

You think I have no confidence

But I do

Just not with you

So

I'm singing all the words I'm scared to say

Yeah yeah

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I didn't write this song. Ally did. When she dropped her papers I found this and kept it, but this is all it said. Only one verse. I guess I can try to make a chorus

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Forgive me

If I'm doing this song wrong

I'm trying

My best in this song

To tell you

What can I do

I'm stuck on you

I'm hoping you feel what I do

Cuz I told mom about you

I told her

What can I do

I'm stuck on you

Like the night sticks to the moon

Yeah yeah

I'm stuck on you

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The scary part is that I had not planned that in advance or even thought about it. I just started to sing and I know now that after even 1 day, obviously

Ally and me are meant for each other.

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