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Sad Poetry?

Hey so I've been working on "poetry" (I'm not even sure if it's considered poetry) and I just thought to put it out there. This is about a boy I had this thing going on with at a summer camp I went to. He was a safe space for me but in the ending, I was his side piece. (He had a girlfriend and I am a boy)

There we were lying on the cot under his sleeping bag listening to "as it was" through the small portable radio

I remember his smooth voice softly humming the lyrics accompanied by his gentle heartbeat

There we were, just him and I

I remember the feeling of his gentle heartbeat thumping against my head as I lay there with my head on his chest

"As it Was" takes me back to those small moments of happiness

Before I knew about her

Before the incident

This song reminds me of the feeling of his plump lips on my forehead and the subtle warmth of his breath on my face as we cuddled under the blankets of security

Uuuuuuuuuuuh-

Yep, I'm guilty hehe, this is just a little small fanart of a fanfic called:

(The Last of the) Real Ones made by Vasperchan on AO3, or @vesperlionheart here on tumblr :D

Scene is found on Chapter 20 ;>

Here's a link to the first chapter of the fic