I'm walking down the hall
and I see your pretty face
And if I fall for you
I'll put my arms out just in case
I find myself asking
Will we ever meet again?
Was this our first goodbye?
Or was it just coincidence
Sometimes I wonder
If you're a witness to my blunders
Then again sometimes I don't care
There's no rhyme or reason
to my little acts of treason
It's part of my cross to bear
You're the courtesan of cute
and I've got everything you need
But it's not something
that you want
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About Me
- JJ Lynn
- I'm currently a freshman at NYU . I'm majoring in Film/TV at the Tisch School of the Arts. I'm supposed to graduate in 2015. Right now, I'm probably supposed to be writing an essay. I play a little guitar. By that I mean I don't play that well. Though a little guitar would be neat as well. I want to be a film editor when (if) I grow up. I play chaser/beater for the NYU Nundu, our very own Quidditch team. I enjoy Cheez-its, long walks on the beach, and oxford commas.
2 comments:
Haha the first stanza was cute :)Whole thing was, but kinda sad at the same time.
But I find it funny cause I always wonder the same things. Like is this the last time I'll meet some one or will I again at some point?
I thought this was really cute, and I usually think of the same things whenever I know I have to say goodbye to someone for a while, because then you eventually sort of forget about them but not really and then you run into them and then you both have changed so much and then you feel like you met a totally different person.
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