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Jan 30
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Worlds.Within.Words

My Other First Crush

I remember thinking of her.
I remember that I always envied her best friend,
How they'd do everything together.
I remember doing anything to see her alone,
Playing American Girl doll school in my room
Or aliens in the upstairs closet.

I remember hearing that my first crush liked her,
And I remember that I wasn't angry.
I don't remember thinking much of it except,
Good choice.
I remember feeling jealous,
But of whom, I'm no longer sure.

I remember wondering later, perhaps years later,
Why I never remembered her talking of boys.
Could she like girls?
I remember wanting so desperately to know a girl who did.
Little did I know
I always had.
 
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Posted: 01.30.18
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"I say I want to save the world but really/I want to write poems all day" -Dorothea Lasky
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  1. Della
    Jan 31, 2018

    I love this poem and I can connect on so many levels. Thanks for writing this piece.

    'I learned that courage was not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it.' -Nelson Mandela
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  1. Worlds.Within.Words
    Feb 27, 2018

    Thank you, Della, and I'm so glad you can connect! It makes me happy to know a) that I'm not the only one and that b) my memories can fulfill something in someone else's life.

    "I say I want to save the world but really/I want to write poems all day"
    -Dorothea Lasky

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