Bryanna

It's a blast from the past as we grasp for the last gasp of a beautiful beginning that ended before it could start and we part and collide over and over as we fight the magnetic pull that exists in extremes. But you make me laugh and make me smile and make me wish that you could've stayed. Wish that we could've held each other and last as a lasting stronghold against the bureaucracy of society. We joke and jest and live and love, but neither you nor I can try to reach anymore for we tore each other's hearts apart and we're too afraid to think it'll change. Besides, we've mended our spirits with the love of another. So we sit and spit out fitting flirting words for the flame that fuels the force that courses a life in strife and bliss. And we subconsciously reminisce on what could've happened.

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