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a poem by Meggie

The first time we met, you were so nice.
You approached and talked, with me more than twice
I didn’t know you very well.
How nice you were, I had yet to tell.
Everyone likes you, you’re the centre of their conversations.
To every party, you’re given an invitation.
This past year I’ve got to know you even more.
We’ve spoken a few more times, each time my heart soured.
On trips I’ve sat beside you, and was in total bliss.
The years before I met you, I didn’t know what I’d missed.
At the end of this year, you’re going away.
There’s so much I haven’t come to terms with yet,
and want you to stay.
You have no idea, I feel how, I do, towards you.
I imagine my life so much better, if only you knew.
But if I told you, no doubt you’d be upset.
And if you never spoke again to me, I’d be filled with regrets.