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Sep 2020
Your face lights up when you
see me in the hall
It’s such a feeling-
I confess to you, but only halfway
when I murmur, “liking girls
is all I can think about these days.”
And from you, it’s “awhh”
just like when I told you that
“I want you”
That was seven months ago
I’ve such an uncertainty.
Salix repens, or creeping willow: Love forsaken; feeling abandoned or deserted*
*key word being "feeling", because she didn't actually owe me anything.
Written by
Acora  21/F/she/her/hers
(21/F/she/her/hers)   
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