I know you will read this.
I know
I will never show you this
but I know
some how
you will find a way to see this.
There is a special place for you
in my soul.
I will leave you nameless
until the day we walk hand in hand
towards the sunlight
praying to the warmth that left for comfort
We are all just worn out toys
on the stoops of graduates
One day
they'll congratulate us
Happy loving
One day.
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