Somewhere between "Can we be friends?"
And "I hope this friendship never ends!"
We grew up.
Somewhere between "How do you know me?"
And "I need to leave because I can't keep hurting you."
We grew up.
Somewhere between "I can't wait to be a senior."
And "I hate this."
We grew up.
So many memories,
So many fights,
So much love,
Yet much pain.
All of it, I may or may not have forgiven
Or forgotten but
I know this pain,these memories
I'll always remember.
The good side,
I'll cherish.
The bad side,
I won't repeat.
Right now,
I vow that
Poems will not be changed to be kind.
Kindness will not be taken advantage of.
Love will not be wasted.
Mistakes won't be forgotten.
To do things right morally
Is to hurt yourself bit by bit
But it's worth it.
No guy,no love,no friendship
Must make anyone feel the way
They made me.
#growing up
charred needle
fluid moss
this poem seems so golden and nostalgic, yet sad and rebelious, these literally seem like my own thoughts, wanted to be written down since long, very relatable & well written🤍