It was the day I would be breaking up with
Elena.

My mind was in the game.
My feet were swift.
I felt light.

And sad.

Elena and I,
though there wasn't happiness or love in my part,
she was still important.

An important  f r i e n d .

There was no regret
         but there was sadness.

Artis, where are you?

A spark,

a tin-g-e,
I turned and there you were,
a summer just for me.

I pumped a fist above my
heart
and pointed at
you.

Let the whole school see.
Let me  br e ak  free.

You mimicked and Artis,
I knew I'll be okay.

We'll be okay.

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