kelleebelly44
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♥ When I Told You I Was Sick
you
cried
When I Got On The Plane To Have My Operation
you didn't
say
good bye.
I got lucky
and got a donor heart
But When
I Came
Home
I Couldn't Find
You
Finally
I asked your mom
&& She Said With Tears In Her
Eyes
"Where Do You Think You Got The Heart
From ?"
♥
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The star of the football team
h a s
a b l i n d d a d
who
always comes to his games,
even though he can't see him play.
One day, the dad gets sick and dies
before the night of his son's big game.
The team is expecting him to slack off,
mourning the death of his father.
But he played the best game he EVER had,
making the winning touchdown
&+ many amazing plays.
The couch is amazed, so he asked,
"How did you play so well even after your father has
passed?
The boy stares right at him, and says
"This is the first time he has ever seen me
play."
♥
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when i'm in the
car
and a sad song
comes on the radio, i stare out
the window and act like i'm
in
a
movie♥
What is wrong with you?
How dare you make fun of someone for something they can't control?
She has acne. - Do you think she chose to have red spots all over her face?
She has crooked teeth. - I've never met someone who got braces just for fun.
She wears glasses. - Do you think people like being half-blind? They don't.
Her hair is frizzy. - Some people don't like frying their hair w/ a straightener.
She's not a size 0. - Oh, I'm sorry that some of us aren't afraid to eat cookies.
Imperfection is beautiful.
When guys get jealous
it's kinda cute
(':
When girls get jealous
World war III is
about to start.
We met in kindergarten. We were best friends.
She always told me she loved my eyes. I didn't quite know why.
I was in love with her, so of course my face lit up immensely whenever she said it.
She was beautiful, kind, and extremely funny.
We'd be talking about nothing, and she'd turn to me and whisper,
"I like your eyes."
One day, I was playing basketball,
waiting for her to drive over to my house to have a game with me.
Suddenly, I got a phone call.
It was her mom. She was in a panic.
I couldn't quite understand what she was saying. It sounded like,
"Aaron, come quick! Kelsey, accident, Main Street! Blood. Come now!"
I had no clue what happened,
so I ran to Main Street with my basketball shorts and a tee shirt on.
I saw Kelsey's mom helplessly crying, waiting for the ambulance to arrive.
I saw a totaled car, blood everywhere.
Then I saw her, Kelsey.
My heart stopped as I frantically ran over to her.
"Kelsey? Kelsey!" She was unconscious. I started crying.
I know it isn't very manly, but I couldn't help it.
Before I could say anymore, the medics took her away,
the main source of blood coming from her head.
I went to the hospital that night,
I went every night.
in fact, the only time I left was to go out to eat, but that's it.
The doctors tried getting me to leave, but I refused.
It was all my fault.
If it wasn't for me, wanting to play basketball with her,
she wouldn't be going through this.
It was already four days, and she hasn't woken up.
On the fifth day, I saw her eyes gently open.
"Kelsey?" I called.
She wasn't quite awake yet.
Suddenly, doctors came rushing in, telling me I had to wait outside.
I did, for a few hours.
One of the doctors finally came out saying,
"I understand that you're Kelsey's friend, Aaron?"
"Yes," I whispered.
He bit his lip.
"She woke up, she's fine,
but I'm afraid she has long term memory loss."
"Are you serious?" I almost shouted.
"I'm afraid so."
I didn't meet his gaze. I couldn't.
I wasn't going to say anything, so he spoke again.
"You can go see her if you want,
but she doesn't remember anything, not even her mom."
I walked in, trembling in horror.
I saw her. She looked helpless as she slept.
I waited a few hours, until I saw her eyes opening gently again.
I expected doctors to run in, rushing me out.
Instead, she looked me straight in the eyes, and whispered,
"I don't know you, but I like your eyes."
click the [♥]
if you ever felt bad for being mean
to your mom
