Jul 05, 2004 12:25
Last night I could feel my favorite kind of fireworks resounding in my heart. And I had to hide tears while the sky lit up with pretty colors and sparkling lights. I held my best friend's hand so tight because I was trying not to remember that I was wishing to hold someone else's hand. Someone who will never hold my hand again.
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but come hang out with me, we'll laugh and try to make the best of things.
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