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Four Summers


 

That summer's night I foolishly confessed my love for some boy

To my best friend

She’d tease and I’d blush oh so innocently

not knowing what was coming next

because I was

blinded by love


It was that school year I started to fail

all my classes

‘cause I’d hopelessly daydream

about someone who I loved

because I was

blinded by infatuation


It was that summer everyone tried to get me to confess my love for him

to him

I refused thousands of times over

because I knew he liked my best friend and not me

Towards her I had lost my kindness

because I was

blinded by jealousy


It was that school year you refused his love

because he was creepy

I sat in the shadows and watched as you were enchanted

and fell in love, still I supported you

even though I was

blinded by envy


It was the summer you started acting weird

you stopped talking to me, like we use to summers before

Sketchy your boyfriend appeared

and many warnings I gave

because I was

blinded with worry


This school year

you began sitting with him

you guys always looked so happy

yet you always left him for me

and I never understood why you were being so secretive

because I was

blinded with abandonment


This summer

I learned why you were so secretive

and quiet

and why you always left him for me

why we stopped talking

and why he appeared so sketchy

All the warnings I gave you

you ignored

for so long

believing that it wasn’t true

So many things you did for him

some things someone should have never done

This was the summer I learned that you sent him pictures

and danced for him

That you didn’t go over his house

just because you missed your bus

but I also learned that you didn’t do it willingly exactly

you did it because you wanted him to stay

because you promised him you’d stay

because he promised you his last name

and in the end he left you

but you never saw any of it coming..

because you were

blinded by ignorance

 

 

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<p>Powerful expression!&nbsp;</p>

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