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All I have are memories...I remember how we met.My mom had signed me and my sister up for drama campsponsored by my elementary school, I was in kindergarden going on 1st grade and had no real role in this production... Only a filler space in the play "THE MUSIC MAN" but I was content because I was having fun being extremely alone but happy. I had my head to talk to. I didn't even know you were there.And I had no idea who you would be to me.We were called backstage to rehearse the number. Ofcourse being so young, I was to sit on the corner of the stage with the rest of kids my age. This dance was extremely easy, if they had given the younger kids a chance, I probably could do as well. But being extremely unattentive, I was not reared onstage. Now I was scared and sitting alone backstage. Wait... I wasn't alone. You were there. You were talking to me, I liked how you were so nice and approchable. When the music filled the cafetorium, we danced like fools backstage to the beat of a cheese-ridden show
The Only Exception: 8 TicketsI've caused enough.All I wanted was you...But that was something I could never have...It was always a longshot, I could never tell how you felt about me. I guess you could say the exact same thing for me.For awhile in time,I never wanted to see your face...For this, I give you my apology.A deep one.And 8 tickets.One for my incompetence.Two for trying and failing.Three for thinking you didn't care.Four for being vulnerable.Five for missing the target.Six for pulling everyone down with me.Seven for crying to sleep for you.And Eight for loving you.I was selfish...I should have never assumed you were mine before I even knew...Sometimes I wonder if I could...Try again-But then I catch myself and think, "How stupid. You will never be loved."I am nothing special. I will never be anything more.I've ruined myself for you, but please don't take this the wrong way. I like most of what I am now...Maybe instead of tripping over previous faults, I'll work on being myself and