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The Way a Summer Begins


The end of school is soon, But yet I don't want to say goodbye. When the clock strikes noon, I feel as if a part of me will die. I am fully prepared For my last final of the year, So that is not why I am scared. But why then do I shed a tear? I come out at ten happy as can be As I have aced my test. Then I remember what this day is to me And solemnly go back to my nest. On the way back I can only think of her, My one and only honey. I dont know how I can last a summer, Just thinking about it makes my eyes runny. Finally I'm back and with tears in my eyes, I knock on her door and sob, "Babe lets say our goodbyes". I hear no answer so I turn her doorknob. When I walk in the room is clean, With not a trace of anyone there. I look around and all that is seen, Is a posted note on her chair. Holding back a knot in my throat, Thinking she can't have left with nothing said, I bend over to pick up the note. The short note read: "I'm sorry I had to go, It is over for you and me. I just couldn't bare to show how emotionless I would be to leave."
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mkstachnik
There is always another one out there. In most cases there is more than one perfect match for somebody.

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