By Anna Biaritz Roldan
It makes me wanna cry
When I think of him at night
Thinking of someone else
And not me
I envy my friends with such happy love lives
Not having to think when
Or where or who it might be
Not like me
I often wonder
If he ever thinks of me
And how often
And for whet reason
I always wish
That we could be together
I always hope
That one day he’ll love me
But even if that day does not come
I know someone else will be for me
But he’ll always be in my heart
Because he is my first true love
About the Author: hi! i'm a high school student in de le salle zobel school. I enjoy writting poems and i would like to publish them... hopefully, someday, i would like to have a book containning all poems published... hope you like my poems
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