Penciled In

August 6, 2008
By Alyssa Chwiecko, London, Ontario, ZZ

i find myself thinking that things will be okay
that we'll move on, meet new people, get great jobs, and LIVE.
but whenever i see you in the streets my heart skips a beat

you have me wrapped around your finger, and i wish i wasnt
i want to unravel the string thats tied my heart to your soul.
i want to let go and move on
but i cant let go.

the little things that you do to me are what makes me love you the most
but the little things are also what stings.
i need to move on
i need to get out.
i want all of this but i cant get you out of my mind
your penciled into my heart in an ink that wont erase.

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