we will surely meet again someday
where the ocean touches the sky
where the waves kiss the sun goodbye
we will certainly love again somehow
or I could have forgotten you soon
when time starts to run backwards
and gravity pushes me off the ground
I won't look back to glimpse at you
you maybe would regret our end
when summers seem dark and cold
and butterflies turn to caterpillars
my heart will beat for you to mend
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Growing Pains
PoetryA retelling of growing up with all of the highs and lows. Condensed into few words are my experiences with people, self-discovery, and the small parts of life and the world I've gotten to see through the windows of my childhood home.
