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Monday, March 16, 2009
Melissa
I remember her the most from last year.
Every morning A and B we would be together.
On Mondays she would spend time with me.
On Tuesdays she would be a nurse.
I remember her straight long brown hair.
Along with her warm unforgettable smile.
Even though she was happy I suffered a lot.
Even though she felt the right feelings,
I always felt something more.
Even though I thought, she only replied.
Everything I had to say to her she took it for the first time.
She knew no one had told her what I was saying.
She told me so, and I believed every word.
Honesty and trust is what I gave away to her.
Practically my soul and future were meant for her.
Till the day she got what she wanted, cheated on my loyalty and left.
Every night I remember her is the night I dream of her coming back sometimes saying hi, sometimes telling me she's alright. I'll never see her again anymore.
She was a very warm person and loved the beauty of the world. Saw through war and appreciated the blooming flowers on the ground. I smiled and thought that she was different. In a way she was but in others she was like the rest.
Full of judging words she left me and I remember her and I'll never give up until I find her again. The kind nurse of my heart.
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