We run into each other from time to time
we play catchup and exchange stories
::i:: always playing the defense
trying to make you proud, and always failing
::you:: always near tears
sulken eyes, almost overflowing with emotion, violently reminding me how filthy I am for just being a kid.
There is nothing I can say that will make you see through my eyes.
I loved you as a teacher, and thought the world of you
that's why it is so hard to take this in stride. It doesn't matter what I do in my like, happiness is the only proverb I live by. And I can tell you lost your light long ago. The same light I used so often to help me get out of dar