Poet's Note:
Devoted to the girl I fell in love with at thirteen, and whom I’ve never told. Ever since we met, all those years ago, I’ve never gotten you out of my system. After each year, including those filled with silence that decommissioned my heart, I only found myself thinking of you more often than not. Reminders of you are everywhere- they torment me every day that I don’t tell you how I really feel- how much I feel for you. Maybe we weren’t at the right place back then, but maybe we are now; would you give us a try? Every day without you breaks my heart and I just can’t let you know how much I would give for one chance. Let each word I say fill your heart with something good, something that could be real between us. Anytime I think I’ve found the right words, I realize that there are no words in any language that I could use to describe how infatuated I am with you. Never a day goes by that you are not on my mind, and I swear I would do so much to travel back to thirteen and crawl back to you. I convince myself every day to not ruin our friendship- I lie awake begging to the rising moon that somehow you’ll find this, and find me silently hoping that you’d want to ruin our friendship. Even after all of this time, I still love you.













