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transatlanticism

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My close friend was forced out of her school because she was gay

And you can’t even say hello to me

My close friend leaves me voicemails using her mother’s phone

And you can’t answer my snapchats

You were the first girlfriend I ever had

But that doesn’t make you the first girl I ever loved

I can only give you so much space

Before we are strangers

Trying to build boats out of nothing

To sail across an ocean of emptiness

With the wind of our sighs

Pushing us towards what once was

i am the love letter

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