[vc_row full_width=”stretch_row” content_placement=”middle” bg_type=”bg_color” bg_color_value=”#763857″ css=”.vc_custom_1623946961044{padding-top: 5px !important;padding-bottom: 5px !important;}”][vc_column width=”1/2″][vc_single_image image=”12098″ img_size=”full” style=”vc_box_shadow_3d”][/vc_column][vc_column width=”1/2″][vc_empty_space][vc_column_text css=”.vc_custom_1623947167284{margin-right: 10px !important;margin-left: 10px !important;}”]“Sawyer, is that you?” He asked a girl looking over the waters of Salmon Bridge.
Peering over her shoulder, she nonchalantly replied to the boy whom she hadn’t seen in five years, “You’re a long way from home Landon.” He watched her though. Watched as the wind played with her dark hair softly. Watched as a smile tugged at the corner of her lips but she refused to give it away, and when his eyes finally found hers, he said, “Not really.”
I still look for you, you know,
Like I always do.
I guess it’s become more out of habit,
But I can’t seem to find you,
I never do.
Perhaps we’re looking for each other?
In all the wrong places.
At all the wrong times.
While you look left, I look right
So tell me sweetheart,
Do you look for me too?
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