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I can say everything right

But she'll still never love me

After that one bad night,

Now I just want to be free

This isn't about a friend

Or someone special 

No texts I will send

You are the light in my life,

My girlfriend and my love.

You take away the night,

And your body fits with mine 

I know you love my poems

So I will write them for you.

To be a poet is not to write poems.  

No. 

Most anyone can do that. 

Most anyone has done that, 

for school, maybe. 

To be a poet is to see a tree  

My darling,

My love,

Your beauty is startling

And your hand fits mine like a glove

I know we are young

But I know this is real

In the ladder of life you are a rung

My heart flutters, 

My hands shake,

My mind is cluttered 

And my face breaks.

But you make it better

Little by little, bit by bit,

Any day with you I forget her 

No school today,

For the first time since December

It's been five months,

Almost half a year,

Yet the snow falls,

We ripped March off the calendar

Yet the snow falls,

The snow melted in February,