in the eleventh grade, i met a girl.
she wore a jean jacket
and black leggings.
they fit her frame perfectly.
then when she turned around
and walked away
i saw the back of that jacket
and it had the word "blossom"
spray painted in blue
it was a nice blue, not quite
the color of the sky, but neither
the color of the sea.
it was in fact the color
of the day i met you.
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i met a girl in the eleventh grade (complete)
Poetryi met a girl in the Eleventh grade and she ✎please please don't steal my words because they just mean so much to me✎