The eleventh
Dear Boy,
Do you ever think of me?
Because I do.
All the time
.
It's stupid I know
Pathetic.
I should stop.
Move on.
.
But who doesn't think of the past?
I only wish I had other memories
Simpler memories,
Ones without you
.
What if I'd stayed in class?
What if I'd sat in a different seat?
If only I could go back in time,
And somehow come back whole
.
Is it because I wasn't good enough?
What a dumb question.
Of course I wasn't.
.
I could wear the time machine down
Cause it to creak and groan and rust
But I'll never be right for you.
From,
a girl
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