First Feeling
When I met you
It was a summer day
You were crying
And I was staring.
You saw me
Stood
And
Left.
Then
Came back
Smiled
And waved.
When I saw you again
It was a white snow day
You were laughing
And I was staring.
You saw me
And
Walked
Over.
Then
Smiled
And asked
To be friends.
The last time
I saw you
You were
Angry.
At me
Who didn't
Laugh
Or cry.
So you
Ran
You
Left.
I followed
Through
The trees
Hidden and hurt.
I saw
You
Red and broken
On the ground.
And I ran
To you
Who smiled
And touched my wet face
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