The times we just talked, with no complications, and awkwardness flew by. I forgot to think about those times, really appreciate them. Instead I thought those times would be plentiful. I was a fool.
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Dreaming, of you
PoetryA set of poems imaging, and putting the emotions of a young boy in love. He decides to write about what he's going through and it's in the perspective of the boy. Some of these take inspiration from real life and some from lyrics of songs.
