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I wanted her


With her it feels like I didn't spend the last 15 months depressed

 

It feels like I don't hate to wake up and get dressed

 

I even forgot that my grandpa recently left this world,

 

and more than anything,

 

I wanted her.

 

She had a mind more beautiful than the seven wonders of the world

 

She has a strange way of making me feel 5 again just with her words

 

and I don't think she knows how much I love my time with her

and I don't think she knows that I lose track of time around her

and I don't think she knows how much more the sun shines with her

and I don't think she knows that I lose my mind around her

 

So I still think of her simply because I'd never met a goddess so divine

 

But, I guess, I have to grow up sometime.

 

So, maybe it's best for her not to know,

 

Exactly how much she's affected my soul.

 

 

 

 

 

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Grant-Grey Porter Hawk Guda
<p>Powerful expression. Always let poetry fill your life. Keep expressing your heart. &nbsp;</p>

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