This was a poem I wrote about my first love, when I was fourteen.
In my dreams I can’t sleep
Because I’m alive with you
And that’s something that could make me wish I’d never wake up again.
The years I’ve been given to live & prove myself as a human were a gift,
So I’m passing mine onto you, if you’re willing to accept that.
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