Here is gone-Goo Goo Dolls

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Sometimes...

Until light returns.

Sticky

As time slips by my heart softens. Memories seep in through every crack and crevice, tears sting my eyes and a terrible ache settles into my bones. I look down at my empty stomach and know that by now it should have been filled with life. Why? I ask, have I been led down this path? What is the purpose for this pain? These choices? This outcome? I've decided to leave what is left of "home" for the duration of the summer, we all agree that I need to go and find some peace. At this point hope feels like sand slipping through my fingers. Some of it remains, sticky. Determined. 

Character

Remember...

There I was 21 years old, innocent and sweet, my new dress sparkling in the glow of the bathroom lights. Blonde curls bobbed around my round and freckled face. I was standing in the very restaurant where a mere year and a half later I would be celebrating my last “single” night. Emma stood before me shaking with anticipation, her hazel eyes glowing with excitement. She had only just learned the date of a momentous occasion I had so eagerly been awaiting. I jumped up and down begging for her to tell me the date; after all, I wanted to be prepared for the occasion. She finally gave in, as Emma always does, “He’s going to propose to you on Valentine’s Day” instantly regretting her decision, she looked down at her red leather pumps and whispered “don’t ever tell him I told you! Please?”
"I won’t” I promised.
I never did.  

Breakdown by Jack Johnson

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