Remember that poem I wrote in freshman year?
Well its okay, I might have lost it my dear
It became the start of everything
which bloomed the flowers which fourth I'd bring
And the trouble it sprang until we were over
but I think its too early in that October
And that text you gave me which is clear
Well its okay, I still think I like you, I fear
Because you are my shining star
Twenty-one questions, do you still think of me?
That October thirteenth, was our anniversary
When we stare at the clouds in the sky
and watch out for satellites which fourth I'd die
Because I think that you are super cute no doubt
And every time I'd play this, I guess I'd shout
That I like to
Spend more time with you
And I never said that, this would be easy
I tried to reach you why don't you believe me
I'll never reach the stars
will I ever reach the stars
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I've been writing in this since I was thirteen in 2007. I still am writing in it, and it will probably be my legacy till the day I die. (Don't start reading from the beginning as my writing was atrocious then.)
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