With and Without Him

by Emily   Jan 21, 2006


Each day was a stroke of luck
Each morning I’d wait for his call
Each class was movies of him
Each lunch was time for fun
Each day after school was just us two
But the day he left I broke
Each day became a curse
Each morning had no hope
Each class held tears for him
Each lunch turned into loneliness
Each day after school was my hell

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