End of the Summer. Bill Denbrough

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when I was fifteen in my parents house I met a good girl when school got out.

"y-y-y/n wait u-up!" I yell after the girl with the y/h/c hair. she turns and smiles "yeah, what's up Billy?" "I uh....you wanna hang with me and my  fuh-friends b-b-by the barr-rens". she looks at me funny but then smiles "sure."

and I was too scared to tell her how I loved her still.

I  watch her stroll away with a fuzzy heart.

I loved her still, I loved her still, I loved her still.

"just tell her Billy Boy" "sh-shut up R-Richie" I respond blushing.

well we both grew up and we both moved out and we went to different schools in different towns.

I cling to her crying "i'll only be one town over Billy, i'll still come and see you" "p-please do-d-dont luh-leave y/n....please"

and is it too late to tell you now I love you still.

"I shu-should have said so-suh-some t-thing I feel horr-horrible"i cry to Richie.

I love you still, I love you still, I love you still.

fuck....I should have told Bill that I loved him. maybe he would have felt better, I feel so bad.

mistakes I made when I was younger and it's too late to discover love at the end of the summer.

I remember roaming the barrens with the losers and Bill holding my hand when I got scared.

at the end of the summer and there are times that I wonder is it too late to discover love at the end of the summer at the end of the summer summer summer.

I long for the moment I see Bill's face again. I will tell him that I love him.

well I think back every now and then so I can sit back and just pretend that when you call me I will tell you how I feel.

every time she calls me I plan to tell her how I feel but every time I think about doing it I cant.

and I never will, I never will.

I refuse to admit my feelings for Bill over the phone.

I love you still, I love you still, I love you still.

it's been over a year since i've seen him in person, I cant stop thinking about him.

mistakes I made when I was younger and it's too late to discover love at the end of the summer at the end of the summer and there are times that I wonder is it too late to discover love at the end of the summer at the end of the summer summer summer.

as im walking home I see a figure waving me over "Bill!"i yell dropping all of my things. his arms wrap around me and I cry. I try to pull away but he squeezes me harder "Bill let go!" I yell but as I  open my eyes its not Bill over me, its a big clown. he opens his mouth and the last thing I remember is three orangish lights in its throat.

every night before I sleep I like to think you think of me.

as I get into bed my thoughts drift to her. as I get lost a paper flies into my open window I pick it up its a missing flier dated two days ago........for her.

every night before I sleep i like to think you think of I think that we should think of do you ever think of.

I lost Georgie and now i've  lost her...for a second time. I collapse in tears on my bedroom floor.

mistakes I made when I was younger.

I never should have let her leave.

and it's too late to discover love at the end of the summer at the end of the summer and there are times that I wonder is it too late to discover love at the end of the summer at the end of the summer.

i've spent all summer looking for her and my brother. I will find them.

mistakes I made when I was younger.

we run into the cavern.

and its too late to discover.

there's floating kids everywhere.

love at the end of the summer at the end of the summer.

I frantically run around looking for Georgie and y/n.

and there are times that I wonder.

I see her. a lone figure by the far wall.

is it too late to discover.

her eyes are a pale glazed over gray, not their usual y/e/c.

love at the end of the summer.

I kiss her softly and she wakes up.

at the end of the summer.

we hug eachother tightly "I love you Billy" she cries running her hands through my hair "I love you too y/n."

summer summer.

she grabs my face and kisses me roughly. we pull away and smile at eachother. "i've waited so long" I whisper into her neck. "well now we're here Billy. now we're here."




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