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ALANDRA MICHELLE

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Summer letters

To Eric

 

I found love

In your soft brown eyes

But I let it all go

That summer, in July

 

I can still hear you whisper

Gripping my hand

I’m nervous

It’s ok, I’m not going anywhere

 

Wrestles and giggles

Playful after school days

Curious but sweet

You drove me a little insane

 

Now I see you

In the pinkest of skies

In the light streaks from heaven

In the joys of life

 

Yes, you’re still perfect

Fifteen, forever perfect

And I’m twenty four

As you would’ve been too

 

I still wonder what you’d look like

The curves of your face

Who would you be today?

Would you maybe be, just a little bit the same?

 

How deep would your voice go?

Would you still shriek when you laugh?

Would your eyes glisten like they used to?

Would you still love to dance?

 

Do you see me every now and then?

Do you know I’m ok now?

Do you know I never forgot you?

Do you remember it the way I do?

 

I have so many questions

But I’ll simply say this

You are still loved

And forever missed

 

I remember you like it was yesterday

I remember you every day

I remember your quirks and your smirk

And the way you told me we’d be friends forever that day

 

Sweet brown eyed boy

You may not know

You spoke words of color 

and loved deeply through your core

You dripped in joy

and did this thing 

when your feet kissed the floor

 

Sweet brown eyed boy

I hope you know

You brought magic to this world

With your heart so pure

and your bird like soul

Monday 07.23.18
Posted by Alandra Chavarria
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