my knees were planted into the grass as i softly sat
on the heels of my feet, i gazed upon the tree. the
tree we always went to when we needed comfort,
the tree we went to when we needed to relax or let
out anger. memories invaded my mind, when we
would climb it, our hands full of splinters. sat on a
branch and looking into your eyes. the perfect pair
of caramel brown eyes that held so much emotion.
the same emotion that i held in the very bottom of
my heart. and till this moment,
i realized—i miss you.
—thiwa.
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