Board Thread:Clubs/@comment-44390494-20200109205641/@comment-44388851-20200116181827

Yay! Here's one of the first ones I wrote, it's called The Summer Before, but to me it sounds more like a song than a poem...

The summer before,

when we were friends,

everything was magic,

and it had no end.

Nights spent on blankets,

under the stars,

We could read each others minds,

and we had no cares.

But now everything is deifferent,

and I don't know why,

and instead of singing songs,

I just want to cry.

What happened to us?

What happened before?

Why must we get older,

and get a clue?

Why can't we stay together?

Why can't things stay the same,

as the summer before?

(Sorry, it's really long XD.)