I know I always had a heavy heart. I would always put up my guard. And I never thought of you. Should have stuck to you like glue. Instead I got you feeling blue.
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Ever since the first time she made known to him, her life was shifted slightly bright; even when only partially but it was still didn’t lessen what she should had been grateful about him; for having around at the time. She knew by then he wasn’t at all a picture perfect but instead a broken soul in search; and forever in it, so long as she had it enough of his being her best friend. And she had it more than enough that way. Should she had a chance of telling him the truth, she wanted to say,
“You have been my hero indisguise, even when you weren’t always around, my superhero indisguise. I’d like to keep you close as a best friend forever. Even without you realizing it, you fixed my scars. You were there just in the right time. To let you know, I have been okay, when you are away.”
She could only imagine the worst instead of the reverse of the possibilities a long list of ‘What If‘, had she never made a slip of her fingers to press his number, she could have it more boring a life. She made an almost flowing tears but held back in replacement of reminiscing the spending with him with a broad smile she could ever effort to make. “Where else could I find the worst you? You have it your own kind.” She then realized, she had it the best wish for him as an exchanged of him took part in her play.
She fell deep in her own make-believe twist; she could only imagine the worst and the horrible. Of having the faith not intersect with the possibilities. It cringed her no end and sunked her ever so profound. She created already in her mental projection what could be the best possible a replacement, if there was she found any. Steady, it kept on made shape ever so steady still, in a persistent flow, in a regular repetition. Even when it didn’t amount her an enormous but it was enough to keep her sane.
“The best kind of person, is the person who shows you the two sides of a coin; of good and of bad at the same time.” She looked outside the train’s window in a seemingly nostalgic state of being. Confusion. It rendered her what flowed in confusion but nonetheless it lessen her not a slight of her pure bliss, ever since he was around. She had them series of ugly truths but it was to bring her an understanding and an unconditional endearment.
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You know I didn’t mean it I never thought to hurt you girl. I can put this right. I‘ll be your knight. I’m hero, I’m a superhero, I know it may be late now, but I can save you now.