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Little Miss Sunshine

I was in the middle of something,
but then everything stopped,
I need you to stop, and listen.

You didn't move forward,
to look back,
You didn't take that step,
to go back down,
You didn't take this test,
To then give it a rest.

I close my eyes and wonder,
How many times I've felt this way,
How much I would give the world,
to bring it all back,
Knowing that I can't,
Knowing that tommorow will not be yesterday,
And today will stay the same.

Perhaps I need the past,
Perhaps I need my friends,
Perhaps I need it all back,
But I say this blind folded,

I have ventured into the unknown,
Into a world which I had never seen before,
Into something I have grown to hate,
Because it looks nothing like the green grass,
And smells nothing like the blue waters,
Where am I? Why can't I just go back?

The moment you set forth in your travels,
Forward into a new life,
You didn't leave your past,
You packed it with you in stirred emotions,
and put it in your carry-on.

We don't leave to suffer,
We leave to be better.

Without a departure,
there would be no tears,

Without these four years,
there would be no fracture,

No fracture in your sick heart,
who yearns for a healing kiss,

Who needs warmth and gentle care,

We ask ourselves, why suffer?

I need you to understand,
that the tears aren't of sadness,
And that how you feel,
Is the greatest feeling of them all.

You feel pain,
because your heart is missing,
You feel sad,
and it seems like something bad,
But smile, for this hurtful feeling,
is life's greatest sign.

Life is telling you,
that everything was not in vain,
that all this pain,
Came from something powerful.

A word seldom used truthfully,
A word rarely ment in full,
I tell it to you with all its power,
Love has come to you.

So don't cry,
and live life in gratitude,
because a few months,
and a few miles,
are nothing to stop
a loving heart.

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