Dylan Donine , Staff Writer

I’ve climbed mountains with you in the Carolinas,

Been to hidden places where no one could find us.

From all the back road waterfalls to the hidden valleys,

To the graffiti covered walls of Pittsburgh alleys.


From the concerts we’ve been to and the music we felt,

To the times you understood the pain which I was dealt.

I’ll spend my life wishing for your permanent return,

But you melted away after severe emotional burns.


There’s just too much to look back and reminisce on,

So I struggle to forget the opportunities I’m missing out on.

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