In high school's quiet corners,
They dream of forever,
Holding hands and sharing secrets,
Believing their love will last.
But time pulls them apart,
Different paths, different lives,
What once felt endless now fades,
The bond begins to fray.
Distance becomes more than miles,
It's a shift in who they are,
Love that once shone bright Turns into a quiet ache.
They try to hold on, But promises fade into memory,
High school love, so pure yet fleeting,
Ends in a gentle, bittersweet sorrow.
-by Apan
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The space we share
PoetryIn this collection, I simply imagined the feelings of love, longing, and connection that swirl around us. Each poem is a reflection of my thoughts and dreams, capturing the beauty of unspoken bonds and the complexities of relationships in a way that...
