The Boy

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And there he stood.
Blonde hair and and his high top black shoes,
With his long socks and basketball shorts,
And one of the three t shirts that he always wears.

But now here he stands.
In a button up shirt with long dark pants,
With fitted shoes and his small socks.
His hair still blond and swooped to the side.

It was the boy I once loved,
The boy who made me cry.
The boy I hoped the universe wouldn't let me see again,
And oh was I right.

The boy I wanted to catch eyes with again,
Was staring back at me,
And our body's were set on fire.
Just like they used to be.

-SPE

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