About a Boy (John)

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Slowly, I am getting over you

Why do I feel so much grief?

You were my best friend

Are my best friend

I hope

I wish

I miss you being with me

Standing up for me

When things went too far

My feelings developed

Slowly

And lovingly

There was a chance

I saw it in your eyes

For togetherness

But it was gone

Fast as light

Quick as sound

When you announced

‘I’m moving’,

I felt a need

To tell you my feelings

But I felt ashamed

Dishonest

And then the trust

Came tumbling down

You found out

Realisation hit me

Those two who played along

Made the situation uncomfortable

You talked to me

Told me

It didn’t change

There was still friendship

Between us

That made me happy

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