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When We Were Young
as i talk to you,
i start to wonder,
have you always been sensitive,
or have you always hide it,
i remember when we were young,
i looked up to you as my prince,
you protected me and cared for me,
it was young love,
you picked on me,
i picked on you,
always saying 'eww'
when somebody would say
'if you like her so much,
why don't you kiss her? '
always played the tough boy,
but when times got hard,
you hid from me,
afraid i wouldn't see you the same way,
i didn't care,
through the times you seen me at my worse,
crying, hurt, pain,
you remained by my side,
untill i felt like i needed to push you away,
everything changed,
you no longer the boy who use to live across the street,
you no longer by my side when i need you the most,
you got married, i stayed mostly single,
no matter how much time when on between us,
it seems like our connection and feelings remain the same,
i hear it in your voice when i talk to you,
and it always ends the same,
us enjoying our time back when we were young.
poem
by
Mona Martinez
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