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Jul 2017
My heart has never before been so torn.

You.
I've never thought of you as more than a friend,
until now.
You'd make a great boyfriend and husband.
We fit so well as friends,
but as more than friends?
College awaits you,
while I stay behind.
I'll see you soon, I said.
But will I?

And you.
From the moment I met you,
I knew I liked you.
Your dazzling eyes and kind smile.
You warm my heart.
I love the thought of you.
But I know it could never work.
I'm leaving soon and all the memories we've made,
will be lost.
But every time I look at that picture,
my heart fills with hope.

In time, all will be clear.
But patience, my dear;
is just my souvenir.
Liz Carlson
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Liz Carlson  19/F
(19/F)   
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