After meeting eyes in that strange room, the two of us became friends.
Sometimes that place was dark, but you'd light it up using a warm lens.
Our conversations' playfulness were always stimulating.
We continued meeting and spoke about what was fascinating.
There was a day I was down, and we went to an online whiteboard.
Nobody had a single clue I was sad, so what was drawn had me floored.
Despite the discord around us, you drew a giant happy face.
Slipping away never made me feel the slightest bit out of place.
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Grains of Graphite Book 1
PoetryGrains of Graphite is a North American poetry collection focusing on a wide range of emotions, many of which are intimate.
