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So its 5th period and I'm getting restless. Tapping my foot and fidgeting with my pencil.
Last period of the day, its Friday, two minutes left of class, I DONT CARE Mr Tedone, just stop talking!
The clock finally hits 3 and the buzzer wanna be bell goes off
I start packing up my bag; as I look up, I see her walking out with her so called friend.
I rush out of class looking for her; she’s nowhere to be found. Okay.
I chat with my buddies for the time being; my mind is still on her, where is she, why hasn’t she come back yet?
The halls slowly empty out; I’m the only one left, all alone now.
Ill walk around I guess, I should be able to find her. Fifteen, maybe twenty minutes pass, but it feels like hours in my mind that’s consumed with her.
The sun has gone down now and the moon has come up; she’s no where to be found.
She left me.
Is she trying to tell me something? Why did she do this to me?
God, why do I feel like such a lost puppy? So abandoned and alone.
My mind becomes consumed as it is wrapped in melancholy winds and my feet begin to soak up the sorrow of the grass.
I walk down the dim lit stairs that lead to the parking lot.
The voice in my head repeats as it’s done many times before; if nothing lasts forever, then why is love an exception
And I ask myself, am I doomed to listen to Dirty Three the rest of my life?
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And then I woke up. It seemed so real. It was the worst dream I've had in a long time; I woke up feeling like shit.
I actually told myself while still in bed, Cheer up emo kid.
Last period of the day, its Friday, two minutes left of class, I DONT CARE Mr Tedone, just stop talking!
The clock finally hits 3 and the buzzer wanna be bell goes off
I start packing up my bag; as I look up, I see her walking out with her so called friend.
I rush out of class looking for her; she’s nowhere to be found. Okay.
I chat with my buddies for the time being; my mind is still on her, where is she, why hasn’t she come back yet?
The halls slowly empty out; I’m the only one left, all alone now.
Ill walk around I guess, I should be able to find her. Fifteen, maybe twenty minutes pass, but it feels like hours in my mind that’s consumed with her.
The sun has gone down now and the moon has come up; she’s no where to be found.
She left me.
Is she trying to tell me something? Why did she do this to me?
God, why do I feel like such a lost puppy? So abandoned and alone.
My mind becomes consumed as it is wrapped in melancholy winds and my feet begin to soak up the sorrow of the grass.
I walk down the dim lit stairs that lead to the parking lot.
The voice in my head repeats as it’s done many times before; if nothing lasts forever, then why is love an exception
And I ask myself, am I doomed to listen to Dirty Three the rest of my life?
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And then I woke up. It seemed so real. It was the worst dream I've had in a long time; I woke up feeling like shit.
I actually told myself while still in bed, Cheer up emo kid.