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Who We Were Before (Poem by Gabby L.)

Growing up, we’re getting old So little time, yet so much to go You’re changing and so am I I can tell by the look in your eye You told me you believed in me And that you loved what I’d do On those days when I couldn’t see I would always rely on you Those days are gone And now it feels wrong You’re a senior now And I’m wondering how We’ll still be talking Once you start walking To your dorm room up north Whilst I’m still down south I wonder if you’ll remember Our late night talks Our texts til midnight Cutting it short Because our parents hit the lights I’m scared, and I know you are too Walking on paths, unsure what to do We’ll be okay, I know we will I thank you for the millions of times You made me feel I want you to still keep in contact Never lose who you are I know we’ll get off track And you’ll move too far For us to talk face to face But that’s okay I would do anything To see your name Pop onto my screen At midnight Like it did before

Comments

  1. Oh, this is so beautiful, Gabby. It’s very sad, since it’s a very realistic thing that happens, but I love how there is the essence of hope throughout this poem when life changes. Anyway, I really loved reading this. Amazing work on this piece.

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    1. Thank you Lucy! It's about a friend I know whos graduating, we haven't been too close but recently we started talking again, I knew them forever now and they just got accepted to a college. It's one of those pieces I felt really nostalgic writing lol. Thank you so much, your comment means a lot. <3

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  2. Wow. This is beautiful, Gabby. :)

    I love how even the message is quite sad and broken - hearted, it has this hopeful recuperation and wish throughout the poem. Making the reader, feel both woeful and happy at the same time. I love it!

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    1. Wow thank you so much Shalymar! That means a lot to hear. It was a mixed emotions piece xD
      Thank you again :)

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  3. A symbol of sadness... a broken heart, and a distance keeping two apart. But yet, there is still hope for the two. This poem teaches me a lesson, that life moves on; no one can control that. But the important thing is that we keep our heads up and always look for the light in life. Great poem! Your poems - I will admit - are better than anything I could of made given the time of the world!

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    1. Thank you so much for your comment! I literally smiled because of it! I love how you took such light out of it and how you gave it this beautiful meaning! :)
      Nooo, your poems are way better than mine! They convey such feelings and have such a beautiful meaning in each one! They're so positive and uplifting, with a bright light in every piece. They're definetly way better! xD
      Thank you again for your comment, it means a lot! :)

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    2. Wow, I literally smiled myself! Guess it's a poet thing! :P
      And, yeah, your poems ARE better than mine! They give more meaning and practically give me new perspectives of life! I love how talented you are and all the literature you make! I believe you can become an author someday, and be one of the best EVER and knockout the others. You have real talent, and your potential is OUTSTANDING!
      Oh yeah, once again, EXCELLENT! 🌟

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    3. Haha! I guess so!
      Wow thank you so much!! That means so much to hear!! I didn't know my writing had that much of an effect on others, it's means a lot to hear it does!! Thank you!!
      Same to you, I believe your work can go places one day!! It's so enjoyable to read and everything is super joyful and uplifting!! :)
      Thank you SO much again!!!!

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    4. Is it weird I was waiting on this exact page for your comment? I think it is.

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    5. Haha! That's not weird at all, it's kind, and I appreciate it :)

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