Young Writers Society

If I were in a race
If I were to run so fast that all the colors became stirred
If all the baby blues seem to fuse
I will forget the spoken word
But I won’t forget the way it hit
When you told me “Baby, this is all there is.”
Last night I was in the backseat
And you were just driving humming with this song on repeat
Then you reached back for my little hands and held them close
Because this is a love that no one knows
All the lines and creases in our palms aligned
When you told me “Baby, this is all there is”
Our love is like a plotline
We know what’s going to happen but we don’t want to say it yet
No not yet.
Because this is a love that no one knows
Because this is a love that no one knows
And this is a love that I chose
We’ll watch each other grow.
I won’t forget the way it hit
When you told me “Baby, you are all there is.”


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I want to know what you thought I was talking about, what you thought of the song, how it touched you if it did at all. I really love feedback, bad, good, anything. Anything to help me with my progress as a writer. So whatever you think, I want to hear it. Thanks.