4:52 am | 57 degrees fahrenheit
sitting by the pool,
the cold morning air
starting to making us drowsy
we finally began to feel
the heaviness of the last 12 hours
and we reminisce on
the last 4 years
it finally hits us
and we sit in silence,
silently grateful for one another
the laughs
the tears
the sweats
the fears
it feels cheesy
and cliché
to admit our love and gratitude
for one other
and so we sit by the pool
starting deeply into the cold water
knowing that it will not vanish
once we leave that place.
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A Collection of Poems (Publishing)
PuisiExplore my entrance from adolescence into adulthood as I experience internal struggles such as depression and social anxiety, as well as awkward situations and first loves. It's gonna be shit show.
