Dear Emerson,
You seem happy again and we eat lunch together everyday on the roof now.
It seems just like old times.
Or at least what it was like before you met her.
-Katrina
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POETRY | E.B.
FanfictionDear Emerson, You started talking to her again and you began ignoring me too. I miss you a lot. When are you going to come back to your senses? -Katrina
