(there is a scripture here)
Love is kind,
And love is patient.
For I have stared at the boy across the room,
For eight or nine months. We have so much in common,
So much to share,
Awkward moments we have to bare
If he were here at this exact moment,
I would say,
"I know you're leaving,
I probably wont see you again,
But you should know that I love you,
And we will meet again"
I'm scared to say hi,
Because I know one day it'll be good bye.
What's even more funny is that,
Good moments can make you cry.
For I have so much memories with you,
And I'll keep that inside.
But when you leave,
Promise me you wont say
Goodbye.
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"Somewhere I Don't Want To Be | Poetry
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