I'll see you again he would always tell me
He always held his promises
But this time I thought he didn't
It drove me mad
I couldn't even look at it
I didn't want to kill him I wanted to butcher the words that he nonchalantly said on this paper
He was my first friend
Somehow he knew he was going to see me again
I just didn't know what it meant at that time
I kept the paper on my body every goddamn minute of my life!
I couldn't even look at my own paper when I put it by his.
I did it.
I couldn't live anymore.
I couldn't live without my friend.
He kept his promise.
He then said: I told you I'll see you again but you need to go back now.
He told me I have to go to the people who love me.
Before I woke up.
He told me he will definitely see me again.
I woke up.
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Lost Memories
PoetryWhen the most deepest memories meet reality and becomes something real, powerful and meaningfully Not just words But words with emotion Will make you read and doubt if your deepest memories are just an illusion or pure reality... Can you handle that...
