Give You My All
Glass hailed from the sky that night;
I missed him so much… But what could I do? Call him and plead for him to come home for me? No, I wasn’t that selfish enough to ruin his one and only dream. Yet…what could I do about mine?
I met Garrett in my freshmen year of high school when he was already a sophomore. Older than me, yes. But mature than me? Of course not. His hair was reddish brown and long but not styled, he wore jeans that were loose and fit him way too big and regular t-shirts. His bright turquoise eyes held a playful innocence but his mouth said otherwise. He loved playing video games where he could kill zombies. But that didn’t compare to the passion he had for music. I suppose that is what attracted me to Garrett at first.
I met Garrett in my freshmen year of high school when he was already a sophomore. Older than me, yes. But mature than me? Of course not. His hair was reddish brown and long but not styled, he wore jeans that were loose and fit him way too big and regular t-shirts. His bright turquoise eyes held a playful innocence but his mouth said otherwise. He loved playing video games where he could kill zombies. But that didn’t compare to the passion he had for music. I suppose that is what attracted me to Garrett at first.
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Yes, Mr, Nickelsen is quite my cup of tea.