Journal

The Best of Me

I write I think

I stammer I blink

I start I stop

My heart begins to throb

There’s too much to do

There’s nothing to do

The journey has begun

Of what I should become

I stress I rest

I want to do my best

I stumble I fall

I embrace it all

I will not stop

Till I reach the top

I want to be

The best of me

Because you are the best thing

That ever happened to me

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