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Arcos May 14
I rule a kingdom,
Filled with houses, roads and taverns,

A palace, stables and a garden,
Empty chairs remain,

Where none stay longer than a year,
I only long for a sole citizen,

But at the end of the day,
‘Tis I who push them away.
Arcos May 13
I miss her.
I don’t know why.
And I don’t think she misses me.

But I miss her smile.
I miss her cute nerves.
I miss her beautiful starry eyes.

I don’t remember her much.
I always loved her intensity towards her passion.
It’s always what pulled me.

But I don’t think I’ll be more than a friend.
I wish it could be more, just a bit more.
I don’t think she misses me.

It’s only been two weeks.
Arcos May 13
I look forward to the day I fail my final,
Because it’ll mean I tried.
I look forward to the day a girl rejects me,
Because it’ll mean I had courage.
I look forward to the day I’m arrested,
Because it’ll mean I found a boundary.
I look forward to the day I get lines on my forehead,
Because it’ll mean I earn them.

I look forward to the day I argue with my wife,
Because it’ll mean I found my person.
I look forward to the day my child is difficult,
Because it’ll mean I see him grow, change.
I look forward to the day I die of old age,
Because it’ll mean I lived.

— The End —