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When you were 12 years old, she warned you not to watch certain TV shows.

You thanked her by waiting until she left the house to watch them.


When you were 13, she suggested a haircut that was becoming.

You thanked her by telling her she had no taste.


When you were 14, she paid for a month away at summer camp.

You thanked her by forgetting to write a single letter.


When you were 15, she came home from work, expecting a hug.

 You thanked her by having your bedroom door locked.


When you were 16, she taught you how to drive her car.

You thanked her by taking it every chance you could.


When you were 17, she was expecting an important call.

You thanked her by being on the phone all night.


When you were 18, she cried at your high school graduation.

 You thanked her by staying out partying until dawn.


When you were 19, she paid for your college tuition, drove you to campus carried your bags

You thanked her by saying good-bye outside the dorm so you wouldn't be embarrassed in front of your friends.


When you were 25, she helped to pay for your wedding, and she cried and told you how deeply she loved you.

You thanked her by moving halfway across the country.


When you were 50, she fell ill and needed you to take care of her.

You thanked her by reading about the burden parents become to their children.


And then, one day, she quietly died. And everything you never did came crashing down like thunder on YOUR HEART.

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I want to be hard
for you to forget.
I want to have that kind of impact on you
where you know you’ll never find anyone
who can take my place,
and I want that because that’s what you are to me.
I want it to hurt like hell when you see me.
I want you to feel what you put me through.

I believe
the most difficult situation
you can be ever be faced with
is deciding whether you should just
move on or hold on
a little tighter.
Move on, and maybe you’ll lose a chance
at the best thing that could have ever happened,
or hold on, and have the possibility of one day
being the biggest disaster ever created.

I ask myself why
and in that same breath as I watch you, I get my answer.
It’s everything about you;
that teasing smile, that warm scent.
It’s the curve of your arms, the tousle of your hair,
the deepness of your voice that I can, and do, get lost it.
It’s just everything about you.

But more that that, it’s everything about me.
It’s everything about the way you make me
laugh, cry, smile, and hurt.
It’s everything about the way you make me feel.
And that’s everything that I cannot,
and would not, want to let go.