An untitled poem from 2004-2005, probably 2005. It’s about a friend I had a crush on at the time. Said friend never found that out, and probably never will, since we’re no longer close.

I forget, each time you leave
Just how it feels when you are there
The way I can’t quite remember
How the sun feels
Each time I stand in the rain
But I remember that it feels good
I remember that I always want
To go the extra mile
To do some small thing
That will keep you with me
Just a little longer


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