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Aug 2013
I walk around this campus.
There are so many people...
More than last year,
Yet,
It seems so lonely.
No one I really want to see is here.
Maybe a handful.
I keep wanting to see that one face that will make my day.
I keep wanted to hear the words...
"my favorite freshmen, now favorite sophomore"
I want him to tell me that we'll figure it out. That we will work.
I want him to tell me that I am the one who he really wants to be with....
No one else.
I want to walk around and not have this lingering need to want him around, because I know he is mine.
And the next time I want to leave,
I don't want him to let me, I want him to know that the only reason I would leave him is because of my parents.
I want him to not let me leave him.
I can't leave him.
Not twice.
Ok, maybe three time.
But never for long times.
Drifting is hard to avoid, but so easy to do...
I want you to be mine.
'Cause you are my heaven.
This was written at the beginning of my sophomore year of high school.
Mary Mack
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Mary Mack  Small Town USA
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