Kindly play the music~

His name was Drew.

Not Gary.

His eyes were not blue

but plain brown.

People say, things change,

 When you turn fifteen  

you start to feel strange

yet welcome it more.

I forgot him,

at least that's what I believed.

I learnt to swim

Reaching his side of ocean.

Him, I resisted meeting,

Came Drew instead.

It started with few greetings,

then, "I like you."

Did I like him back?

I would never know.

for a slowly healing crack,

he was my band aid.

Drew was my first kiss,

nothing special though.

But, I did miss,

the bluest of blue.

Gary became foreign

Drew became home

welcomed my heart in,

Maybe Drew was the one.

One day,For the very first time,

 his eyes fell on me,  

mine on the one beside,

his girlfriend Holly.

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