It dates back to the younger days,
I used to like those meeting days,
Those days were like soothing waves,
We were just kids in the growing phase
I never knew you were important to me,
Until that tear in your eye got my heart to bleed.
I swear I did not know you, until mid school,
but your voice was not new to me.
Then, our groups clashed and merged!
I still remember those days back in 10th grade
We were still in the mindless rage,
Still stuck with those childish games.
Soon, we started to talk,
We started to stay up around the clock,
They all started to mock,
And you started to walk away from me.
Had I known it would end up like this,
I would have bent the rules,
And not have wasted all this time thinking about you,
Could have lent you a hand just by inking all I knew.
Oct 2, 2018
Oct 2, 2018 at 7:56 AM UTC
It dates back to the younger days,
I used to like those meeting days,
Those days were like soothing waves,
We were just kids in the growing phase
I never knew you were important to me,
Until that tear in your eye got my heart to bleed.
I swear I did not know you, until mid school,
but your voice was not new to me.
Then, our groups clashed and merged!
I still remember those days back in 10th grade
We were still in the mindless rage,
Still stuck with those childish games.
Soon, we started to talk,
We started to stay up around the clock,
They all started to mock,
And you started to walk away from me.
Had I known it would end up like this,
I would have bent the rules,
And not have wasted all this time thinking about you,
Could have lent you a hand just by inking all I knew.
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