HimA Poem by not_todayI'm gonna miss himCan I not go to graduation By going to my own graduation I’m missing his I’ll have two more This is his last I was always told he had a soft spot in his heart for me The first time we met He was a good six five I was a good three feet We were walking with our family It was the 4th of July He held my hand And we talked about Spongebob The whole time And ever since He’s been like the brother I never had The brother I always wanted But never had I saw his post He was hired As soon as he leaves He’s going to work He’s going into the real world And even though I know he’ll never read this This is my message to him Good luck out there It can be scary But if the past six years have taught me anything I know you’ll do great I know you can persevere And that you impact the lives of others In the best way possible Good luck I love you © 2018 not_todayAuthor's Note
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