Where everything is Possible

Where everything is Possible

Tuesday, 25 January 2011

Those special people, the ones you hold dear.

It’s amazing. Some people, they just say these small little things, one sentence,
and it changes the way you feel about them in an instant. Small little words that can
hurt you so much or make you fall deeply in love. It changes everything, nothing between
you is ever really the same again, even if they don’t know it.

I hate how people think after you graduate that we'll never see these people again.
These people are the ones who know us better than anybody else.
We played recess and gym with these kids. We had art and music with them too.
These are the people who we did school projects with and rushed to get our homework done right before class with. These might have also been the kids we made fun of or judged, but when we leave, we'll remember them and we'll miss them. The quiet kid, the shy kid, the outgoing kid and the clown. They all will be missed. Even you!


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I just want to hold your hand and maybe listen to stories about your childhood
or what you think of at the end of the day when you're all alone in bed.
Or maybe this is pathetic and all I need to do is get a grip.

Dreams are always crushing when they don't come true.
But it's the simple dreams that are often the most painful because they seem so personal,
so reasonable, so attainable. You're always close enough to touch, but never
quite close enough to hold and it's enough to break your heart.


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Just the smell of summer could make me fall in love.

I know a lot of people know who he is, but I also know there are not that many
who got to see the side of the guy that I did. And that guy, well, I'll never forget him, never.
I've learned so much about life and emotion from knowing him and I wouldn't change a thing about it.
Your heart needs to go through some bumps like these in order to make it through.
Besides, no matter what he's done or not done, he had the biggest impact on me this past year.
And I know no matter how many years go by, my stomach will always do a little flip whenever I see that face.

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