It's funny when you meet someone and you instantly click,
then a moment later,
their gone.
Time has passed,
and the years fly by.
We never grew apart
simply went on.
Sometimes
I'd like to return back
to the time we met,
but then I remember
it's not too late
to pick up what we had.
We can always
rekindle what was,
so I wait a little longer.
Time goes on,
and the years pass by.
I remember them and reminisce about the time we had
before it went on.
I should make a call.
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Poem about the people I knew that I clicked with if you know what I mean(in a friendly way). I don't have better words to describe it other than we just got so well along together, despite that we still left each other in the past and sometimes I wonder if I can still make a call and click again like we clicked before.
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My Night-time Poetry
PoetryI sometimes write poems at night when I'm feeling too inspired to sleep, so this is my poem dump for when I can't sleep at 04:07 AM on a saturday. Please enjoy, and keep in mind this is just a side night hobby of mine, not perfect or professional in...
