There goes the knock every after school
4 afternoon he would stay 'til dinner time
He'd smile proud knowing siblings and parents
are marked on his list.
They would've endless future talks,
hangouts and business.
Laughs and giggles,
teases that I'd always brush off.
Can't seem to meet my eyes with his
'cause I know what it was in his list.
One last thing isn't checked yet,
the feeling I should be having for him.
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PoetryI'm trying to embrace myself just like you guys out there. I hope we can survive our messed up lives Btw, I'm beginner so pardon my writings.
