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Jul 2013
““I don’t know if you remember me;
The first time we met
I was thirteen
And the last day you saw me
You were eighteen.
I just thought I’d let you know
How things have gone.

I’ve gained two inches,
But I’d still like to shed a few pounds.
My hair’s still the same
Boring black-brown,
Even though it’s past my shoulders now.

I still bite my lip,
Lean back on my left leg,
Right hand on my hip.

Thunder storms still scare me,
And rollercoasters freak me out,
And I still hate
Being alone in my house.

I still take pictures
And I still paint with words,
And just like I promised,
I still play with my curls.

I still stick out my tongue
When I get annoyed
And I still keep a book
With quotes I love.

I still don’t wear makeup,
Because you gave me the courage,
And I still overdress
Like its my job.

I still remember
How it felt
On a picnic in the park
When you wrapped your
Fingers around mine.
And you whispered in my ear,
“I love you,
Always have,
Always will."

I still love you
And I always have,
Always will.
It’s still been
Several years since
I last saw you,
But I was just wondering
If you love me still?”
Analise Quinn
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Analise Quinn
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