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First Love/Crush

We have all (if you are old enough) encountered our first crush, heartbreak, and maybe love. These instances have really impacted us. So, write a story or poem (real or made up) about one of the firsts, why they were attractive, and how it ended. No wrong answers, no limit on emotions, just the experience and feeling.

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Secret Almond-Hazel Eyes

Ever had nature pull you to someone like a magnet? Nature really wanted me to be with her, the brown haired dancer who lived down the road. Her sweet heart-shaped face had a beautiful smile, and soft pink dusted cheeks. With her natural facial features came her daring eyes, which tended to speak louder than anyone in the room with just one crude look.

Before I even imagined having a crush on her, she was my best friend. We went from sewing clothes for our stuffed animals together to partying with just the two of us. Time flew by, and soon, her smile made me melt into a mushy fourth of July popsicle. Anything she said sounded like a harp in heaven, even if it was cruel. I was simply head over heels for her and the stories her eyes would tell just by expression.

I'll never forget the first time I kissed her, right after pinning her down on a trampoline. Her expression was as excited as mine once she felt my hands reach out to hold hers, reality quickly tried to snap us both back into place after a few seconds of paradise, but failed. The cuddles we shared alongside secret whispers of lust behind any boyfriends back seemed to slowly build after that, and over time, we became closer than I ever expected, though we never became girlfriends. 'Sneaky-best-friend-lovers' is probably the best word out there to explain.

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The post must include the words, TRUST and GOODBYE in capital letters. Anything goes and don't forget to tag me.

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What We had

Our relationship was simple,

nothing complex to it.

Love received and returned,

You never missed a signal.

TRUST, evenly we’d split,

til' a true bond was earned.

Simple and sweet,

we were heartfelt and happy.

It is with you,

I felt most complete.

A GOODBYE was key

to bring a gloomy bye-blue.

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pantoum/ pantun, a Malaysian form of a folk poem (you basically repeat a lot of lines) 1 First line 2 Second line 3 Third line 4 Fourth line 5 Repeat second line 6 Sixth line 7 Repeat fourth line 8 Eighth line 9 Repeat sixth line 10 Tenth line 11 Repeat eighth line 12 Twelfth line 13 Repeat tenth line 14 Fourteenth line 15 Repeat twelfth line 16 Repeat first line

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Hourglass Reaching Empty

Because there is never enough time,

I've begun to miss you.

I remember all the things we'd climb,

to share the dreamy views.

I've begun to miss you.

I wish I could go back

to share the dreamy views.

When I see a shooting star,

I wish I could go back

to the euphoria we made.

When I see a shooting star,

I have little hope of return

to the euphoria we made.

In the end, if I'm honest,

I have little hope of return

because there is never enough time.

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