I'm not sure when it began.
When we first met in sixth grade,
I didn't think you could win my heart,
But you did more than that.
When the path was reconnected
with five years prior,
the excitement that followed
was unexpected.
I waited five years to speak with you
because I didn't believe
that was the only way
to end the agony brought on by the past.
For five years, I couldn't stop thinking about you,
no matter how hard I tried to not think about you,
you would always pop into my head
and appeared in almost all of my dreams.
No regrets meeting you
because you are the first love of my heart,
you gave me a valuable lesson in life,
and you are the strangest person I have ever met.
You stood out among the others
like a shining golden star,
something about you was just drawning me in.
You are one of a kind.
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Sentient (Scars)
Ngẫu nhiênThis is not a story. It's about what I experience, perceives, and observe. Grievances that cannot be expressed all the wounds caused, are all here and read, not just about myself but for others as well.
