These are some poems that I have created over the years that I thought I should share with someone.
These poems are based off of people that I find really attractive, so please enjoy.
Normal - you
Italics - them
Slight smut warning.
Dear Harry, you don't remember me. I'm your ... person. You met me in New York. I was there for a job and you were there because you were an international rock star, so you didn't need an excuse. You bumped into me at the New York Film Festival and like the kind person that you are, you apologized profusely. Then, you asked me my name. Then, you asked me why I was there. Then, everything just took off. You took me everywhere. I said "nothing outside of Manhattan," so you took me to the zoo, the aquarium and all of the exclusive restaurants where all the celebrities go to escape the public eye. I took you to my lousy studio apartment, that I could barely afford. You wanted me to move in with you, but I could never accept that. I needed to be independent before I wanted to settle down. Plus London is a little too far for my taste at the moment. So instead, you paid for most of my rent. You didn't have to, but you begged me to let you. And that's when it hit me. That whenever I was with you, my stress and problems want away and when you took the only real problem away, I was eternally grateful to you. The tabloids said that we were lovers, they weren't wrong. We did everything together. We had everything together. You didn't want me to feel awkward in the grand place you were living in, so we mostly stayed in my apartment. The small space brought us together even more, if that's possible. And the accident happened. And now you don't know who I am anymore. And now, I'm alone again.
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