My First Love, Sammy

A Poem by Anaya

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I miss the way,
You used to caress my face.
The way you’d hold me close,
And put your hand around my waist.
I miss your,
Loving dark chocolate eyes.
Oh how you put me in a trance,
With your look,
Like a wizard in disguise.
I miss being,
Wrapped up in my covers,
Texting you throughout the night,
From my bed.
Lord knows I miss,
Your random kisses,
Placed not on my lips,
But on random spots of my head.
I miss your sarcastic jokes,
And how handsome you look when,
You smile.
I miss calling you by your,
Middle name,
Even though you,
Hated if for a little while.
I miss the butterflies you gave me,
Deep down way past my chest.
I miss how different we were,
110% unlike the rest,
I miss your smell,
Your hair, your everything,
Especially your stare.
I miss you so much Sammy,
And it’s way more than I,
Can truly bare.
I wish I would forget you,
So it’d be like you were never even,
there.