I’ve hidden from her for too long, it’s about time I face my fears. It’s frightening how years change so suddenly, how time escapes from our grasp so easily, how memories sometimes never fade away. I’m traveling home from touring the world; my fans are great. My life seems ideal to the typical individual although they will never fill my shoes. I sigh as an oh too familiar song floats through the car speakers.

(Whoa)
(Whoa)
We were seventeen and invincible
Had the world figured out and the girl on my shoulders
Told me everything’s gon’ be alright
(Whoa-oh)
And everything was gonna be alright
(Whoa-oh)

Loving her was the best thing I had ever done, her bright blue eyes and smile lit up every room she walked into. Leaving her behind with him was the worst thing I ever did however. It was stupid of me to run; everything was perfect back then; I know I wanted to make it big in the music industry; and she said she would follow me. At the time it was too good to be true.

Yeah maybe we were in high school
But you never see the ending
When you’re young and not pretending
Singing everything’s gon’ be alright
(Whoa-oh)
And everything was gonna be alright
Buried her deep inside
Stars stuck in my eyes

In high school, you’re so blind to the world around you when in love. I never saw anyone when she was around me; our friends were sick of us. We were always off in our own world oblivious the looks that were give, we didn’t care; well at least I didn’t. Although everyone thought we were perfect for each other; her family did not. As soon as they found out about us, they tried to tear us apart. However we stayed together despite the strain on our relationship.

Now she’s got a boyfriend
And I’ve got a rock band
Cause nothing really ever goes the way it’s planned
Yeah she’s in Ohio and I’m on some back road
Driving to the city and then who knows
Cause that’s all she wrote
I wish that I could turn this car around
But she’s got a boyfriend now
(Whoa)
(Whoa)

A guy in her history class sat next to her one day, and had started a conversation with her. At least that’s what she told me; I suppose I will never really know who initiated the conversation. They got too close for my liking; and although they denied any questions of them being more then friends I assumed that they were. Due to my faulty accusations I tore us even more apart. We survived through high school though; after that I believed we could survive through anything.