Our feet met
Somewhere
Under an orange light
Coming from a telephone pole
My book claiming your hands
As your lips reminded me
About anywhere else
That we could beI drew the lines
And connected the missing dots
Gave way to the conclusion
That it would be forever
You for meI watched your write
Your initials on my shoes
Wondering if maybe I should get them
TattooedThe flower shop across town
Reminds me of our simple divine
Love storyAnd the infinitey necklace around my neck
Glows when you're around
And i feel as if this is the end
Of our storyYou with me
But I always knew
You'd leaveI wonder if you'd come back again
To tell me all about your new ways
So I can look at you
Forever
Just the sameNot changed
Or worn
Not afraid to leaveNot a girl
To young and naiveJust a girl now
Who's known what it is you'd searched for
So long and never fully seekedA girl this time
As always with braidsLoving a guy
Who couldn't look in front of him
Though he wished for something
Prominent
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Snowflakes in Spring
Poetry𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘰𝘦𝘮𝘴 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘯𝘯𝘦𝘳 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘵𝘩 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘰𝘰𝘯 𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘭𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸�...