Lovi's Poems

Rei

We met with the sound of your music tune 

And my dancing, resembling a buffoon 

In that second-floor classroom, start of June 

With two small smiles, friendship started to bloom 

 You had a love for making pretty art 

And I loved taking pictures of flowers 

But to something foreign, we gave a start 

Writing grand stories and dreaming for hours 

 We both grew skills, and grew up together 

We both disagree sometimes, it's normal 

But we know our bond won't ever sever 

And that with each other, nothing's formal 

 All we know is that it started that day, 

With us two strangers, in Grade Seven - Rei

a/n: hiii I'm not dead, college has just been an experience lmao ahahah this poem is something I wrote in my last year of high school, dedicated to my best friend; who I met in our first year.