The day stays in my mind...

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Once, I walked around a school at night, and talked for an hour with a friend of mine. I was having a really bad day, but soemthing about taking to him made it a little better.

Submitted: April 09, 2009

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the day stays in my

mind, still, even as

i know it was

unimportant

to anyone but

me

but i liked the way i

felt when you just

smiled at me

when i walked down

the stairs.

and the way

you actually cared

about what

i

was saying,

like i really

mattered to you.

i know that's just

how you are to

everyone,

but it made

me

smile,

because

for the first time

since...

who knows when,

when i smiled and

laughed and

spun around,

when i told you

about music

while we stood under

the streetlight,

or when you

understood,

i felt really

amazing,

just like you

told me

once.

for the first time

since

who knows when,

i felt real

and i liked the

girl

i was.

and still

as unimportant

as it is,

the day

plays in my mind,

and i wish

i could always

feel

like that

instead of

writing poetry.


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