at some point, time said
that we will part ways
until we both realize
that we never said, “goodbye.”and when we do meet again
for the first time in ages
i hope the while we spent apart
didn't tear “us” into piecesfor i will recall the hours
you called to let it all out
and the nights i spent awake
just trying to make you laughand you will recount the moments
when we exchanged those letters,
the cute little drawings,
and the stories we made togetherso i hope we never forget
the days we spent as teenagers,
both trying to find a way
in this lonely world together
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yellow [poetry]
Poetryyellow : (adj.) a color usually associated with happiness, joy "you make my day a beautiful rising sun with yellow streaks of warmth and love" « poetry book, mar 2, 2019 - ongoing »