UnchangingI go about just doing things normally Until I catch sight of your face Today I get to see a side of you I never knewUnchanging
Your shining eyes Your warm smile Even now they're lighting up my heart In a crowd of different people I'm searching for only you
I've found something that won't ever change The you of that day who first looked my way Though I know time passes all around me I can still recall the you who first smiled at me
I come home to face an empty room Doing things that may not have any meaning Until night comes and I wonder "can he see
Stardust"Let it all out, let it all out. It's okay to pretend that you're strong." Someone gave me those small words And they gave me so much reliefStardust
No one will understand how precious it is That you are who you are So just go on the way you want on this journey
Even if you're suddenly lonely And just want to cry...
Take your pain and your tears And turn them into stars So that just looking at the night sky Makes you stronger
Tomorrow's not gonna fade away The future you see as a shooting star Is lighting your way
Even if
Tonight's SongTonight's SongTonight's Song
Let's sing a song Let's sing a precious song Of how the wind is blowing Of how the light is shining
The stars are sparkling The city is bustling Lightly, lightly flying Let my wish fly away
Let's sing a song Let's sing the earth's song How no matter where you go The sky is still the same
The people are talking The insects are crying Lightly, lightly flying Let my thoughts reach you
Lightly, lightly flying Tomorrow will surely come Lightly, lightly flying Look, the sky is the
Just So You KnowLoving someone is not easy, nor is it comprehendible. Boy loves girl, girl loves boy, boy and girl live happily ever after. If only it were that easy. I write this as a seventeen-year-old, high school girl, and though many may argue that I do not have enough experience to judge what love is and what its process involves, I have been given an entire year to see what love will bring me. Here is the story I have been given. Every day when I come to school, I walk the same routine through out the hallways. Same classes, same expectations, it all becomes a routine I robotically follJust So You Know
It's Been Too Long...
Longing
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“History is a guide to navigation in perilous times. History is who we are and why we are the way we are.” ~David C. McCullough
America/Canada ~ Germany/Italy/Japan ~ England/France
(Historically canon, bambinos~)
Ciao~
~Ana~
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