Can I stop the time and make you stay? Please stop growing up for a little while But I promised to not stand in your way Especially when it’ll make you smile
As you leave my heart is torn But I always believe in magic Like the way you believe in unicorn In a world full of lies and static
You will always be my little girl Who believes that unicorns are real You are more precious than pearl Near or far, my love you’ll always feel
The best is yet to come, some may say You just need to wait and not walk away But what if the best already came And you let it pass because you’re lame?
How do I hold on to something so beautiful When I know down inside I look like a fool? Would it be better to just let go and move on Rather than stay not knowing what’s going on?
I was ready to move on and find my peace I’m way past crying I thought will never cease You knocked at my door and made me weak One hello from you is one tear down my cheek
Jenny Young : Do you think I can have one more kiss? I’ll find closure on your lips, and then I’ll go. Maybe also one more breakfast, one more lunch, and one more dinner. I’ll be full and happy and we can part. But in between meals, maybe we can lie in bed one more time. One more prolonged moment where time suspends indefinitely as I rest my head on your chest. My hope is if we add up the “one mores” they will equal a lifetime and I’ll never have to get to the part where I let you go. But that’s not real is it. There are no more one mores. I met you when everything was new and exciting, and the possibilities of the world seem endless. And they still are… for you, for me, but not for us. Somewhere between then and now, here and there, I guess we didn’t just grow apart, we grew up. When something breaks, if the pieces are large enough, you can fix it. Unfortunately sometimes things don’t break, they shatter. But when you let the light in, shattered glass will glitter. And in those moments when the pieces of what we were catch the sun, I’ll remember just how beautiful it was. Just how beautiful it’ll always be. Because it was US. And we were magic. Forever.