This is the first time I think of all this
with a smile, instead of all the tears
I'm glad it all happened, and that I grew.
And it's almost ok that it's all gone.
Just because I can make new memories with new people.
It was our talks about life, and how we said we were convinced the world was in it's descent. It was the 10pm coffee binges, while our hands were intertwined. The funny thing is then all we could do was complain then. It was the running through the puddles, and you laughing at how I stood in the rain hours on end. Then there was the time I stood in the rain for hours, waiting. It felt different without you. It was going to the latest showing of the latest possible movie just so we could spend a bit more time together. It was talking about our favorite artists, even though we aren't ones ourselves. We were in our own way. And I still smile every time I think about the wishing well. Every wish i made for you. Because when all this was going on, all our talks, and connections, there was something missing. And every wish was for us to find it. But that's what happened, we didn't. Every penny was wasted. And how the late night conversations got earlier and earlier every night. You told me I was a good girl. I'm still trying to figure it out.
This time around, no pennies will be wasted.
speaking of wasted...that last blog entry makes me laugh, oh the memories. It's been too long.
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