It had been 3 or so years
Since my first meeting her eyes
I wish not to shed anymore tears
My history with her has its lows and highs
I must address that she isn’t mine
Although I wish she was
I won’t cry and whine
Nor shall I claw her heart with my paws
Jan 14, 2018
Jan 14, 2018 at 11:07 AM UTC
It had been 3 or so years
Since my first meeting her eyes
I wish not to shed anymore tears
My history with her has its lows and highs
I must address that she isn’t mine
Although I wish she was
I won’t cry and whine
Nor shall I claw her heart with my paws
Yet another early poem
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