i guess i wasn't
able to realize it then,
but that one night at fox and the fiddle,
the night i thought was so great
that i chose to overlook
everything else.
i thought it was a new beginning for us,
a much better one.
but oh how wrong i was.
but that night was
the beginning of everything,
but also the beginning of the end for me..
the future held times where we were
all too blinded by our
teenage recklessness and carelessness,
to notice the storm that was brewing
above our heads,
one that was ready to pour
all it's despair on our bright little bubbles.
but at least we're being destroyed together..
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