May 16, 2012
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Tiny fingers aching
As I reach your way,
Other small hands, come to stay
I wish I was them
Padding through the puddles of innocence

Of climbing trees
And make believe
My tiny fingers ache to say hello.
But I know
And high school
And first kisses
Come too soon

But my tiny fingers still ache for you
I’m not good at goodbyes
And neither are you.

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