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1 month ago · · Poetry,
i know everyone has their own time schedule
and i know my time will come
but is it so wrong to fantasize?
is it so wrong to daydream about careless, hasty love?
the intensiveness, the flames only young love brings?
is it so wrong to imagine what it would be like
to hold hands for the first time?
to imagine the late night calls?
the sneaking around?
the impulsivity of it all?
is it wrong to grieve something i never even had?
to mourn the fact that i’ll never be someone’s first?