My wife’s the reason anything gets done She nudges me towards promise by degrees She is a perfect symphony of one, Our son is her most beautiful reprise We chase the melodies that seem to find us Until they’re finished songs and start to play When senseless acts of tragedy remind us That nothing here is promised, not one day This show is proof that history remembers We live through times when hate and fear seem stronger We rise and fall and light from dying embers Remembrances that hope and love lasts long And love is love is love is love is love is love is love is love is love Cannot be killed or swept aside, I sing Vanessa’s symphony, Eliza tells her story Now fill the world with music love and pride - Lin Manual Miranda
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November 13, 2017 3:39am EST
I was supposed to go hang out with a boy. I cut myself while shaving. I was bleeding really bad. I was way too embarrassed to tell him. But I did anyway. And he rushed to my apartment. With a first aid kit.
If this is love, why are you never there for me? If this is love, why do you lie to me? If this is love, why do you cheat on me? If this is love, why do you hurt me? If this is love, why do you constantly have to reassure me? If this is love, why don't you show it? If this was love, it wouldn't feel like it does.
I miss your voice in the midst of the night. I miss your hand in mine. I miss loopy late night giggles. I miss skin to skin contact just not being close enough for us. I miss relief from the nightmares with you by my side. I guess I miss you the most at night.