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The warm vibrant sun, 

Out to bring more fun, 

Heating the earth and its people with warmth, 

And the previous cold is not mourned. 

The stars above 

know our love. 

Written across the seas 

like melodic keys. 

Wind sweeps us away, 

settling secrets with the day. 

Whispers of the night 

To be human is a complex web of 

emotion, of 

trial and error, of 

experience without knowing what lies ahead 

but still turning one's face towards the sun, accepting 

I dreamed 

I was mist 

Blanketing the forest 

Comforting the trees 

Beautifully. 

I dreamed 

I am a 17-year-old girl who has jumped through several hoops to get to where I am today in life. 

I have spent my teenage years healing the younger me. 

I still

can't believe

you're leaving.

Gone

now

is the right word.

We haven't talked

in who knows

how long

but,

do you remember?