oh that sweet sweet boy
going through the same pains
as all of us
his amazing demeanor
his kindness
he isn't ashamed.
of his arms
he asks if you're okay
he is the smile on my face
he is the one i hug at the
end of the day
and we are not deep friends
but we understand our struggles
he is just a sweet sweet boy
today
i saw him in the hallway
like i always do
after the last bell had rung
and he yelled my name
(thwarting my plan of pretending not to see him so he wouldn't see the sadness in my eyes)
so i went and i embraced him
because he is the best hugger
and i stood there for a sec
then i pulled away just as he said
"oh you're sad,"
and as i was walking away he said
"are you okay?"
i just put my earbuds in and
turned the volume up
because i can't lie to him
not to that sweet sweet boy
not to him.
-em.
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thoughts
Poetry"i'm forced to deal with what I feel, there is no distraction to mask what is real" -tøp just me
