Every past fall for the wrong one,
Every trip over my own stubborn will,
Every night I lost sleep because of what I couldn’t find,
Every morning I awoke with an aching head,
Every time I knelt down to ask why,
Every mistaken promise I gave to the wrong guy,
Every gasp, scratch, tear, and shout,
Every pit settling deep in my gut,
Every drop into emotion,
Every downward spiral and rebound:
I’d feel every last one of them again
As long I still end up with you in the end.
–Written by Sandy Heights
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