I don't know why I'm writing this one.
There's no reason why.
I just really miss this guy.I haven't seen him in ages,
years even,
but we used to be so close.
So so close.People mistook me as his sister,
but I don't think we ever felt that way.Our parents would joke around,
saying we would get engaged,
back then I thought it was ridiculous,
I mean I was 8.I haven't seen him since that one faithful day,
where apparently he decided,
he had a
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HAnd it felt great.
Because I felt the same way.But then he disappeared,
We haven't spoken since,
He crosses my mind,
A lot more than he should.And sometimes I wonder,
Do I cross his?
Does he think of the girl of his childhood?
The one who slept beside him,
when we were innocent kids?
Does he remember me?Sometimes I don't know if I remember what he looks like,
not really.Just the basics,
but I know for a fact that even at 8,
I knew that he,
had quite the face.But that's not what I liked,
well maybe a bit,
but what I truly liked,
was that he was him.
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PoesíaCrushes, Heartbreak, Depression, Sad Truths I make it all! Here is my poetry! TW: Heartbreak and hurt, maybe a small amount of swearing but I don't know yet. #1 in Sadtruth - 10/5/23 #13 in Poetry - 11/11/23 #26 in Quotes - 11/14/23 #55 in...