Origami Stars
When I first met you
You helped me write my notes down
And helped me willingly, not even knowing my name
I remeber that day I was assigned a seat next to you
And you helped me when I was struggling
and helped me with problems
I would never think how to solve
I remember the day I was sitting alone
And the day everyone already had a partner
And everyone had a friend
But you stayed
Even when I was a shallow bitch
who only cared about popularity
Or when I had no friends
and when I chose to not make any
But the thing I will remember most
is how, whenever I was down
you always gave me
an origami star
And told me everything would be okay
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