Endings are where the story starts.
Can you blame me for your stealing of my heart?
Little did I know, the others would be put to shame
I never knew I'd have anyone so real
Politely transforming everything I feel.
Shadows cast across all I knew as fact
Each time you assure me that you have my back.
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If You Love Me, You'll Do It
I met Jason when I was five years old. I could say that I loved him from the moment I saw him. He was so handsome to me and I felt in awe by his presence. When they introduced him as the new kid in school, I wanted to be his friend right away. I remember it like it was yesterday. I remember his smile and how he didn't seem shy. He appeared confident and ready to learn. I waved at him and said "hello," before anyone else could even say a word. He sat next to me, and I asked him if he wanted to be friends. He looked so happy as he said, "Yes!"
By Sidney Smith (Sid Smith)7 days ago in Fiction
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Can you blame me for your stealing of my heart. Kind of sad, but so nicely done.
That was so sad and relatable. Loved your Acrostic!