She always had the brightest smile in the room
Laughing so you just know who
Always gay when the times are gray
She was the girl that got away

Long blonde hair
Dimples in place
Beautiful white smile that would lighten a place

Sitting here
Filled with fear
What had I done?

Heart in pieces
Head so dark
Man I didn’t feel very smart

I had to get picked up but I didn’t know what to do
All I could remember was me and you
The girl that got away

So I ran into my room
And I knew just what to do
My eyes glared to the picture on the wall

CRACK!
Shattered Glass
Bleeding Hand

So I went to a work with a fake smile in place
And enough thoughts in my head,
To realize my heads out of place

Time passes
Mind Eases
Thoughts slow
Feelings come
Feelings go

Turning back time things weren’t great
It wasn’t as much of a loss as I made
Confidence back and mind at ease
Now I know what she did to me

Always Lying
Always Crying
Always Sighing
I felt like dying

So maybe she wasn’t the one that got away
For she was just another time away

In a better place

Or a better space

She would be the one for me

Times of reflection
She wasn’t all bad
For I did things that made me sad

Impulsive actions
Constant Distractions
Immaturity and Worry

“What did I do”
“Think more of me and less of you”
Notes taken down in my head
And I always thought before bed

So I began to better myself and things became clear
And that girl was not very near

I had to fight
I had to call
I had to win her back
Oh boy what would I write for Ms.. Spack?

But she became more distant
And it became clear
That it wasn’t meant to be
The girl that got away.