.      
                                                              if
      i                                                   only I
      t                                               had known
                                                  you a few years
      h                                    later. All the confusion
      a                                and all the tiny heartbreaks
      p                             would never have occurred. We
      p                              are like shooting stars;  always
      e                               passing each other by a mere
      n                                   inch. Waving hello and
      s            t                           always goodbye
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                   t                                 s
                                                     t
                   I                                 i
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         t                     y
                               o
                               u

Father oh father
Please don't bring me down
Father oh father
Your words make me drown

Father oh Father
Your abuse is enough
Father oh father
Your love is too rough

Father oh father
Please let me leave
Father oh father
With my heart on my sleeve

Father oh father
I've finally gone
Father oh father
Now I must carry on

Father oh father
Don't mean to be sappy
Father oh father
I'm finally happy

fullest bookshelves you will ever see
soft hazel eyes hiding behind stiff blue frames
loads of pillows and fuzzy warm blankets
reading poetry in secret nooks and crannies
curly all-over-the-place cascading brown locks
dancing in the early springtime drizzles
movies with huge tubs of butter-drenched popcorn
laying in the lush grass, fingers stretching for the clouds
pens tucked behind ears, in coat sleeves, and on window sills
raspy, off-key, unabashed shower singing
friday night new netflix show marathon
awkward attempts at kind-of-sort-of flirting
secret stash of every single type of chocolate
complete list of the world's cheesiest pickup lines
bottom lip biting in intense concentration
well-worn copies of shakespeare's best plays
mindlessly wandering streets for hours on end
love songs, romantic surprises, that one perfect sonnet

good god, good girl

Shut
Both
Eyes
And
See
With
Other
Eye