Author's Notes: I just realized that I wrote about her a lot, in previous entries, if you look for them.... And then I just happen to find this poem along with "Samantha" in my old phone's notes. ... I wish I hadn't been so twisted, but you're gone and I can never take it back. Say hi to Ani for me okay? I'll be joining you soon.
I often wonder if you're thinking
Thinking of the time
Thinking the thought tirelessly
Because I do
I often find myself staring
Staring into the sunset seared sky
Staring into your sun-risen smile
Secretly
Whether it's puffy or streamed like jet planes
Or clear blue or dark gray for when it rains
I often come to the conclusion of your name
To the confession which can never be confessed
Because we'll never be the same
May the sun shine upon you
And may the Starchild cure my curse
And stop the cycle of hurt
Before time takes its toll
Because I will never forget the summer train rides home
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