The 4 Of Them - Poem by Joshua Wyatt
1,2,3 and 4
Thats how many times I've felt it.
I felt a connection
I warmth like no other.
My feelings for them....
I can't begin to describe.
She was the first.
The one that started it all.
Her her devilish little smile.
Oh how i miss her
An amazing friendship.
The quirky way about her.
Her long curl brown hair.
I wanted to tell u how i felt.
I loved her through and through.
Her soft and smooth skin.
I held her and never wanted to let go.
I wish our ending wasn't so horrible.
You were just like me.
We both felt the same pain.
Your lips still call my name.
I hope that our friendships works
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