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Something awful.
Something awful happens between the years a girl feels love for her town and the years she drives past it rolling her eyes.Â
As I drive down these aching, tired streets, I hope that the tiny boutique with barely any shoppers blooms into a successful business. I really really do.
The house I wanted to like so badly passes by, and I can tell it’s abandonded now. Good riddance.
My favorite shop that I haven’t even seen in person in years has packed up. The building is a hollow shell and I hope the new location is much better for business. It now resides in a town I’ve never heard of in a county I’ve never been to, and I know in another life I could’ve worked part time there. But I don’t. Because it packed up and moved and so did I.
#poetry#short poem#ehh#kinda short poem#growing up#idk man#i was so young for a while and now i am old#isnt that strange#how you can be so little one day#and bigger the next#im graduating soon thats why my heart aches like this
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