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 May 2015 Patrick sloan
Meredith
It's all about the late night shows, & spending time with the bro's.
Getting high as a kite, then crashing at night.
Making memories that last, because soon this will only be the past.
-m.n.
 May 2015 Patrick sloan
Meredith
Oh darling, you confuse me, you truly do.
But what's even more confusing is how time, and time again, my heart and mind continue to go back to the thought of you.

-m.n.
 May 2015 Patrick sloan
Meredith
Some people are beautiful in their looks.
Other's in their souls.
But you, you're this special kind of beautiful.
You're the kind of beautiful that people see in sunsets, and shooting stars.
The kind of beautiful that starts at the depths of ones soul, and travels to the outer workings of ones body.

-m.n.
 May 2015 Patrick sloan
Meredith
You see, that was just it.
You were like a tree, planted to stay.
While I was like the wind, blowing away.


-m.n.
-the wind is on  a none stop journey for all of it's life.
I held everything in my hands
Everything I needed
Everything I wanted
But you took it and left me empty
Saying I deserved more
But leaving me with less
Than I had before
I wish we'd never met.
If you were mine for as long as I wanted you

Then why are you gone with someone else

If you were the first to be my last

Then why am I alone

If you really loved me

Then how could you walk away
I'd rather have the kind of love
That grows organically
Not forced or rushed

I'd rather have the kind of love
That grows from a wealth
Of shared experiences
One hundred cups of coffee
One thousand laughs
Ten thousand smiles

I'd rather have the kind of love
That burns slowly
Continues to provide warmth
Gives off a steady light

I'd rather have the kind of love
That's built on substance

I'd rather have the kind of love that lasts
Movies and books would have you believe that love has to be a huge explosion of feeling. That the moment you meet someone you should know they're the one. There's more to love than that.

— The End —