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went 32, I'm cool if you go the full 48...
high school comes to a close, another of life's chapters finished that's why tonight's a night for us to take a look back at all the magic in it remember when we first met, second semester grade nine buyin' slices at the pizzeria where you & me went for a great time waitin' in line i tried to break the ice by crackin' jokes wasn't a waste of time, cuz funny enough, you actually laughed at those rode the bus home, the whole way you played with your hair plus you were so respectful, loved when you gave an old lady your chair lost in thought i awkwardly walked you to your front door gave you a kiss goodnight, turned to leave when you gave me one more butterflies pollinate my nerves as these feelings blossom didn't matter what we'd do, if it's spent with you every evening's awesome often borrowed my dad's car to impress you for date nights drive out to make-out point & enjoy each other's presence til late night fingers interlaced as footsteps trace through these hallways if i'm in detention you stick around til it ended, you'd wait for me always used to usually skip them, instead she gets me to head to class in time i understood why people referred to her type as "your better half" these last four years have appeared to be a dream come true & yet i still live in fear that this evening might not seem to be one too he ties his bowtie with hopes high that he won't embarrass himself as these thoughts reflect in front of the mirror where he stares at himself puts on his cummerbund, he grabs his keys & corsage & heads downstairs to hear his dad yell to meet him in the garage soon as he's through the door his dad threw him the keys to the 'vette & said "she's your car now son... just please always treat her with respect" he stands in awe, not sure whether to believe his eyes the greatest day ever, he feels like the luckiest man to ever be alive hops in his new ride & as he drives to pick up his boo tonight his mind drifts along this path of happiness fused to their future life husband & wife, white picket fence, spend together a long life thoughts as she hops in his little red corvette & they head off to prom night |
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