To my long-lost friend
Dear best friend,
I already love you.
I'm in love with the way you smile when you look into the sky.
I adore the little wrinkles your nose makes when you laugh.
I love the melody of your voice.
I am fascinated by the light in my eyes.
You are everything to me.
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I haven't seen you in person yet.
I trust that you exist and that we will embrace one day.
People around me have always ranked me as their second-best.
I'm not used to being acknowledged or seen.
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People have judged me by the color of my skin,
the letters on my transcript,
the price tag on my clothes,
and the car my parents drive.
Maybe that's why
I have never been first place in anyone's heart.
Except for yours.
And you'll be first place in mine.
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