On a peaceful winter afternoon,

In the late November Sun

I sat next to him, laughing

In the November rays of shining sun

.

If you were to watch us

We would look like… friends

But, personally

I wish I could call him that.

.

He means so much to me,

As the friend I’ve known forever,

Or so it seems, as the hourglass ticks by,

As the friend I’ve never truly met, I wish I was brave enough to try.

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He’s the boy who I talk to

When my friends won’t listen

He’s the boy who…

Barely even notices me

.

I don’t want to talk too much,

scared he’ll think I’m annoying.

But with him, I’m different

I nervously ramble on endlessly

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But, to him, in his eyes

It’s as if I’m invisible.

Like the girl no one truly knows

Because no one truly does.

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We sat in the November sun

Innocent and careless

Why did the others have to talk?

And ruin it. The shining rays of sun vanished behind a cloud

.

But, they’re peeking out again.

With the rose color of the early morn sunrise