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My lost Love

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I remember the first time I saw you in school
I was sitting by myself on the floor in front of the stair well
You approached me and asked a question
“I’m new here where is the guidance consular”
I looked up from my sad state and I saw you
You had wonderful chocolate brown eyes and brown always messy hair
I told you were to go but you stayed with me saying "it looks like you need friend"
Every day after lunch we would meet in that same spot at the stair well
We got to know each  very well, we were different yet similar
You came from the eastern concrete jungle and you were very worldly wise
I had lived all my life in rural pastures, and was at times a tad naive
But we both liked the same things and got along very well
We would talk about it until the bell sounded and we walked to our next class together talking still
As the time grew so did my love for you grow each day
It was the kind of love that God and man alike hated, so I kept it to my self
But non-the less are friendship grew even more, it seemed never ending
Until one day you found another love, one less taboo
We tried to make our friendship work, but it didn’t work out
So, I gracefully bowed out and allowed your new love to take over
We would occasionally see each other  but it was never the same
My heart was so broken, and it still is today
Over you, my lost love
A  more serious true story poem about me and my lost love. 
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Whatisitgoingtotake2's avatar
): this so sad, but well done. I like when people don't straight up say things, but they are heavily implied, And the implication could be read by different people as many different things.