The quietness here reminded me,
for who you are,
and for what you did for me,
as you kept appearing in front of me,
it's as if you're not gone ever yet,
it is also hard for me,
to understand what your stunning,
innocent look got to tell,
but each time you're there,
I don't know what to do but to smile,
in a way as to hope you still remember me.
-another poem by Mellissa Lee-
taken from: My teen Life
*again reposted without permission*
(I'll let her know about it soon.)
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