I hated high school
I still kind of do
It reminds me of all the mistakes I made and the people I should've never talked to
However...
Whenever I pass the city and see the blue bleachers, all I can think of is when I knew you in that place
I think of how you made me sort of excited to make it through the day because at the end of it I got to see you
I don't think that I could ever entirely hate my high school experience
I don't think that I could ever fully hate that place
Because it's the place that brought you into my life
How can I hate a place when it's the place that connected us both?
... I can't.
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A Piece of Me
PoetryA collection of what it is like to be in love with an idea of being in love.