Um, hey, well, I want to have a little conversation with you
I don't know how to start with it,
Might get awkward too
But hey, how are your boot-licking peers?
I know you won't see me after senior year
So, one last time, let me supervise this interaction
It's been a 4-year gap of miscommunication
But now, you have my word
Can rely on the fact that I'm a grown-up
I stretched our lengths till I had to scrap us out of my timeline
Found a better friend group
Moved on with that happening life
I tore us off like a middle page and placed it on the wrong chronology
Just to leave the end without an apology
You felt calm and serene like the August breeze
While unpredictable September storms represent me
Hope you know, that I cannot fix us to the root
It'll be just a moment for us at school farewell in a suit
What's a better ending
Than leaving the closure pending
I'm still not over 7th grade
What about our bus seat
It feels like I'm repenting my past life deeds
I wanna remove the bookmark from my diary page
You were cool and simple like August air
I have a cycle of depression from September to May
You're just a stranger whom I recognize
Will I ever be by your side?
Okay, one last time I wanna say everything that I couldn't
Hope you see me after school
Pardon my tendencies
I'm like a burrito packed with emotions
How to let them all out at once?
You know what, it feels like a testament
My September rain would freeze you to death
While your August breeze will bring sadness to my bed
I was cold and couldn't hold your warmth
Saw you metallic bird touch the land
And you wouldn't recognize me at the airport
written by vikshar varma (5/9/23)
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