Years Later
Even though time has passed, we've found our way back
He walked me home
From a late night
I thought to myself
He might be alright
His smile was warm
And so was his love
I felt so cold
When he dropped me off
I wanted to see him again
But fate had other plans
Time and place
Kept us apart
I thought to myself
Why couldn't we start
As time went on
And lives changed
I thought to myself
About that one day
Then time and place
Brought us back
To where we began
On a walk together
Hand in hand
About the Creator
Madi
I am a hopeless romantic who adores dream pop music, endlessly reads/watches the same corny romantic books/movies (Bridget's Diary - I am looking at you), and dates only the most emotionally unavailable men on earth. Welcome to my life!
Getting Serious About Comedy (Part I)
If I were asked to remark on my life and the childhood that paved some road leading me to this point, I would have to say something about all the funny people who surrounded me for the last 26,872 days (and counting). Somewhere along that road, I became a big fan of laughter and the comedy that spawns it – and, I mean not only my own laughter, but the laughter of others, some of which I have actually been responsible for inducing.
By John Oliver Smith7 days ago in Humor
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