It's the taste of Oreo's on the nights I can't sleep,
and the dogs at my feet on the nights I can.
It's the assurance in his smile that everything will be okay,
and the comfort of his shoulder when nothing is.
It's the smell of the rain,
and the heat of the sun.
It's the smeared sidewalk chalk,
and the empty porch swing.
It's the dent in the hood,
and the time at the drive-in.
It's the time we ran away,
and the long drive home.
It's a forbidden kiss,
and the lost look in the morning.
It's a memory that just won't fade,
and a forgotten inside joke.
It's a true best friend,
and a cold jone's soda.
It's a dance in the snow,
and a stubbed toe.
It's a goodbye,
and a laugh at nothing.
It's an "i remember",
and an "i'll never forget".
It's a birthday guitar,
and a shattered friendship.
It's a upright piano,
and an unbridled passion.
It's a dried out contact,
and a broken curfew.
It's a babysitting job,
and a crawl out the window.
It's an extra two minutes,
and a passing train.
It's a answered prayer,
and a broken promise.
It's a life,
and a journey.
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Life- I CANT GET ENOUGH! It's the little things that keep me ticking anymore... Believe it or not each one of those sentences mean something to me - heh.
and the dogs at my feet on the nights I can.
It's the assurance in his smile that everything will be okay,
and the comfort of his shoulder when nothing is.
It's the smell of the rain,
and the heat of the sun.
It's the smeared sidewalk chalk,
and the empty porch swing.
It's the dent in the hood,
and the time at the drive-in.
It's the time we ran away,
and the long drive home.
It's a forbidden kiss,
and the lost look in the morning.
It's a memory that just won't fade,
and a forgotten inside joke.
It's a true best friend,
and a cold jone's soda.
It's a dance in the snow,
and a stubbed toe.
It's a goodbye,
and a laugh at nothing.
It's an "i remember",
and an "i'll never forget".
It's a birthday guitar,
and a shattered friendship.
It's a upright piano,
and an unbridled passion.
It's a dried out contact,
and a broken curfew.
It's a babysitting job,
and a crawl out the window.
It's an extra two minutes,
and a passing train.
It's a answered prayer,
and a broken promise.
It's a life,
and a journey.
-----
Life- I CANT GET ENOUGH! It's the little things that keep me ticking anymore... Believe it or not each one of those sentences mean something to me - heh.
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