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Lost Love

December 14, 2020
By Anonymous

his platinum hair, flowing down his chiselled cheeks as he runs through the field

my heart flutters as he looks in my direction

I think I've spoken to him a few times, but it doesn't matter

I'll gaze from afar as to not feel the harsh sting of rejection

he is athletic and smart,

and he helps me with science homework on occasion

but I long to feel his hands in mine

I know it will take what feels like an era

but I'll tell him eventually.

until then, my lost love


The author's comments:

This poem is about a girl who longs for her love form another place.


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