one day you're going to see her holding hands with someone who took your chance. she won't even notice you because she's too busy laughing with the stupid jokes he makes. and it will burn your heart seeing that beautiful smile on her face and realizing that you're not the reason anymore. and then it will finally hit you: it was her, it was always her.
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Touch the Sky
Poetryfor anyone who has ever been told to get their heads out of the clouds.
