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today i told you i didn’t want to be here and you asked me if i wanted to go to neverland and when i said that would be nice you asked me if you were peter pan would i still go and i said maybe but when i think about it that really is all i want to run away and see if i could love you.

I didn’t expect to ever get to know you. Yet when I felt your drumsticks beating lightly on the side of my calf; when I caught you staring at me, glancing away only when I blushed; when I felt your hand brush mine as you chose to lay on the floor beside me in a wide open room; when you watched me laugh at the screen of your phone, never once taking your eyes off my smile; I think that’s when I realized maybe you could have been the one. I said I wouldn’t fall again, but you’ve captured my attention; you have me transfixed.

I was always the one that needed a hand to hold so I took yours and wrapped it around my heart. But later I realized that you needed that hand more than I did so I offered mine to you and wrapped your soul in my arms and told you I would always be there, but you didn’t want my help. You pushed me away and then asked why no one was there to save you. When the time came, I did not apologize, I did not cry; I sat still for I then knew why you always refused my help: it was the punishment you chose for yourself.