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Dec 2012
I'm sitting outside,
Looking at the skies
When I see the planes
Crisscrossing in the blue,
Leaving trails of white
Making a giant X
Of white in the vast blue,
And I can't help but
To think of you
And remember all we had
And everything we were.
As I listen to pop punk
Remembering high school.
All the girls I thought
I loved and would
Until the end,
But I never ******* did.
So why are you still
The only one that
I can't let go or
Leave behind
In some back spot
Of my mind?
What spell did you cast
On me to make you
So perfect in my eyes?
With your red hair
And glowing green eyes,
Yea I'm trying to forget
Like you did with me.
I'm sitting outside,
Looking at the skies
When I see the planes
Crisscrossing in the blue,
Leaving trails of white
Making a giant X
Of white in the vast blue,
And I can't help but
To think of you
And remember all we had
And everything we were.
So, please just get out
Out of my head
Because I am beyond done
Trying to forget you
And get over your
Perfect self cause
Deep down I know
That you aren't.
I'm not sad anymore,
I'm just done with caring.
But **** nothing is changing.
I'm sitting outside,
Looking at the skies
When I see the planes
Crisscrossing in the blue,
Leaving trails of white
Making a giant X
Of white in the vast blue,
And I can't help but
To think of you
And remember all we had
And everything we were.
Wrote this today after seeing a bunch of jets flying around in the sky.
Nicholas Phillips
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Nicholas Phillips  Boone, North Carolina
(Boone, North Carolina)   
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