I miss our childhood

I miss wanting to be the one sent

I miss hurrying just to see you

And steal, glances

Any excuse to see you


I miss your friendship

I miss how you cared without restraints

I miss having breakfast and lunch with you

I miss how you granted me access to those who matter to you


I miss your innocence

I miss how you flaunted your beauty without knowing

I miss how you flaunted me

Small small, Little by little, it’s all coming back to me

The sleeping dog growls

May it never wake

B’cos a bark may mean trouble


I’d suck it up and miss you

Cos that is pure and trouble free

Forever my first crush!



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