Tell Me the Difference
he was so nice
Tell me the difference Between love and death, We fear them both As they take our breath. When we move on From one to the next, You can feel the beat Deep in your chest. With the first, It’s a flutter And the last, A stutter. Both so different Yet the same all in one. Who beat beautifully in time, And keep such a rhyme. So please, Tell me the difference Between love and death. We thank them both As they take our breath.
hands shaking heartbeat slows to a crawl no eye contact
PARIS WALLACE
NARCISSA “NESS” CALLOWAY
I fear his face he smiled “It’s okay, it won’t change anything” it changes everything he lets me cry and I know that one day I will thank him but right now I am sitting on my bed crying over a boy wishing he wasn’t so nice because I just want a reason to not love him so I can stop crying
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