Remember when dads shoulders were the highest point on earth?~ [that's irrelevant]~
When mom was our hero, fixing our ouchies.
Getting high meant swinging on the playground, using protection meant remembering to where a helmet for a bike ride, Coming out meant retreating from your hiding place. In this day and age, A first kiss turns into loosing your virginity. Vodka means waking up in an unknown area.
"sticks n stones can break my bones but words shall never harm me. "
I think my English teacher was trying to prepare me for reality
This story is based on a small reality, that nobody ever noticed, a story about a girl trying to live her life without worry, but fails miserably. A story of a girl growing up in a broken home with a mother who is soon to be dead from alcohol poisoning. A story of young love that saves one of many lives.
Short preview of this small reality:
[play "I love you" -Billie Eilish while reading]
"It's not true, tell me I've been lied to, Crying isnt like you, oh what the hell did I do? Never been the type to Let someone see right through, oh. Mmh maybe won't you take it say you were Tryna make me laugh, nothing has to change today, I didn't mean to say I love you, I love you." I cry as I sing, my voice thick with the emptiness. I sit here today in the memory of Xavier
With all these people. This song represents my emotions perfectly, never got to him how I loved him, the days he held me on the park when I cried on his shoulder. "I love you." I whisper at the end of the song.
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