dear cassie,
you were seventeen.
we were so close, cas, so close.
we were going to graduate, go off to school, take on the world.
you would have found a guy,
he'd be attending med school
he would have had dreams to be a neurosurgeon
he would be successful, but still not good enough for you
you would date for a couple years,
he would propose under the city lights
you would say yes, of course
you always wanted to get married, start a family
you would feel happy, but something would be missing
you would have doubts about your new life
and on the eve of your wedding, I would show up in your dressing room
you'd take my breath away, you always did
and you would turn to me, a nervous look on your face
I would tell you it would be okay, but you'd argue and say that something isn't right
That's when I would wrap my arms around you and place a kiss to your forehead
When I would leave the room, you'd follow
it wouldn't be my intention but somehow I would be the getaway driver
and we would just keep driving
I planned our whole lives out
I planned them so we'd always be together
two halves of a whole
I just wish you'd be able to live your half.
love, Barry
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