Speaking of rain and thunder storms brought passion to her eyes.
falling leaves and riding bikes,
but all too soon stops and looks to the wall.
Not wanting to get in the way or disrupt what is going on.
And all too soon when she stop talking
the passion would fade from her eyes and the smile would drop from her face.
And the others didn't even realize that it was their fault,
they were the ones who took the passion from her,
and made her feel like her passion didn't matter at all.
this is sad because i feel it and i know you feel it too
ReplyDeleteI like this.. it's sad but I like it.
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