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You’re Unforgettable

You’re unforgettable

Like the feeling of your heartbeat on my chest

Like the way you look into my eyes

Oh, we don’t want to get dressed

Our love will never see its demise

You’re unforgettable

Like the touch of your hand on mine

Like your breath on the nape of my neck

Oh, how I love to see your eyes shine

Without you I’m a hopeless wreck

You’re unforgettable

Like the smell of your cologne on my sheets

Like the sound of your laugh in the air

Oh, how I love to walk with you through the streets

And how unforgettable you are, I’m obviously aware

A Walk Down Memory Lane

Let’s take a walk down Memory Lane
Remember when the sun glistened with gold?
As it hit our faces my heart fluttered about
Only wanting to pass through my throat, a different route
We came across a small park and took a spot in the sand
You looked at me, smiled, and took my hand
You told me I was beautiful and I laughed
You’re the beautiful one, if only you knew

During our walk down Memory Lane, we came across a decrepit home
We told ourselves we’d build it up and let our souls overtake it
As we grew in the house, it also grew in you and I
And now today, I kneel before you, gaping at the sky
Wondering why you’ve gone away
Through the years without you my feelings have gone astray
And that walk down Memory Lane just isn’t the same without you

  • Track Name

    Apres Moi

  • Album

    Begin To Hope

  • Artist

    Regina Spektor

LISTEN!

I’m obsessed with this song.

It’s kind of old,
and I’m punching myself for not listening to this before now.








I never thought something like this would happen to me, not at this age. I have been hiding this child for so long, telling my friends nothing has happened between him and me, wearing sweaters to school, and acting as if everything is ok. If the father knew, he would have walk away. I lied to him and told him that it was negative.  I have been saving money for an abortion, so it would seem as if nothing has ever happened. Day by day, this child is becoming more transparent now and eventually, I would need something bigger than a sweater. I couldn’t bear to think what would happened if people knew, my family had faith in me, my friends thought I knew better, and the judgments of others who did not know me. During Christmas day, I saw the joy of my cousins as they were opening their presents from me, and that’s when it hit me. This child would never have that same joy; this child will soon become nonexistent. Then seeing the bond between my aunt and cousin, I thought, that mother and child bond could be me with this child. I know that by keeping this child, I might miss prom, grad-night, and graduation. I know that I cannot take back my teenage years but I decided that I am going to keep this child, with or without the father.  



 ALL RESPECT GIVEN <3
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I never thought something like this would happen to me, not at this age. I have been hiding this child for so long, telling my friends nothing has happened between him and me, wearing sweaters to school, and acting as if everything is ok. If the father knew, he would have walk away. I lied to him and told him that it was negative.  I have been saving money for an abortion, so it would seem as if nothing has ever happened. Day by day, this child is becoming more transparent now and eventually, I would need something bigger than a sweater. I couldn’t bear to think what would happened if people knew, my family had faith in me, my friends thought I knew better, and the judgments of others who did not know me. During Christmas day, I saw the joy of my cousins as they were opening their presents from me, and that’s when it hit me. This child would never have that same joy; this child will soon become nonexistent. Then seeing the bond between my aunt and cousin, I thought, that mother and child bond could be me with this child. I know that by keeping this child, I might miss prom, grad-night, and graduation. I know that I cannot take back my teenage years but I decided that I am going to keep this child, with or without the father.  

 ALL RESPECT GIVEN <3

Après Moi

I must go on standing You can’t break that which isn’t yours I must go on standing I’m not my own, it’s not my choice

Be afraid of the lame They’ll inherit your legs Be afraid of the old They’ll inherit your souls Be afraid of the cold They’ll inherit your blood Apres moi, le deluge After me comes the flood

<3 Regina Spektor, she’s my hero.

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