I stare at the hollow space within my vision,
A conjured realm of distant faces and echoed laughter,
You were the highlight of that spring,
2009.

Freshmen year of high school still tastes bittersweet to the mind’s flesh
But I had you,
this nondescript beauty.

The notes of I’d Lie seep in during the springtime,
Reminding me of youth,
Those innocent days of half-an-hour afternoon walks in solitude,
Before the glass door closed.

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