I miss you. I remember when you would stay up super late just to talk to me because it was my vacation time. I remember you ranting about the most random things. I remember how badly I wanted to hug you, hold you close, and never let you go. I remember the breeze that went through when I called you for the first time. I remember sneaking around, being careful as to not get caught; I nearly did a quite a bit. I remember how much of a jerk I felt like when things all came crashing down because I knew you were at the center of the burning flames that were trouble.
~Sheridyn Henkhaus
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Random Poems of Mine
PoetryJust a bunch of poems and other stuff I've written. Content can be depressing.