Love Made Me (Hunter Hayes)

Love Made Me (Hunter Hayes)

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"So your name is Jade Green?" "I know, it's terrible" But I loved the way he said my name, the way it rolled off his tongue. I savored his accent like it was the last time I was going to hear it. "No, it's really not," he said with a smirk. "It-its unique." "Unique, huh, is that all you got?" I shot. "Seriously?" He looked taken aback "I love your name. But what would I know, I'm 'crazy', according to you." At that, I started to laugh "What? What's so funny?" He demanded. "You don't get it, do you Hunter?" I giggled "Would I be asking you if I did?" he said. "Can I tell you something?" He looked confused at first, but then smiled and nodded slightly. I leaned towards him and whispered into his ear "I love crazy" "Well then," he sighed "Let's be crazy." ***...***...***...***...***...***...***...***...***...***...***..
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My Woods

'"What are you doing here?!" I scolded. "What are you doing here?!" Hunter said. "You didn't answer my question!" I said to him. He looked at me and I knew what was coming next. He suddenly turned from furious to comforting. "What's is this place?" He whispered and opened his arms. I examined him cautiously before breaking and running into his arms. I cried against his strong build. He stroked my hair and whispered repetitively, "Its ok. I'm here now. Don't worry. I'm all yours."' Everyone has to start somewhere. My life started without a dad. People change their minds and people make mistakes. My mom did just that when she left me at four years old with my Great Aunt Lorie. I know where my mom lives, but I wish I didn't. Don't get me wrong, I still love her to death, but sometimes...forgiveness...is hard to give out...to everyone. 'I jumped over the river that I had never crossed before. I heard my mom calling my name behind me, but I ignored her. Tears streamed down my face. Now, on the other side of the river, I was in a forest, jumping over logs and fallen tree trunks, pushing leaves out of my face. I stopped when I finally felt fully isolated. I sat down on a small rock and cried and cried and cried. I guess this is where I will stay for now. I guess these are just my woods for now. Just my woods for now.'

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