Hiding and seeking,
whispering and scheming,
frightened with a touch of wind,
our little cheeks,
almost turning hot red,
Did I tell you?
that old tree is no more.
Listening and wondering,
Promising and imagining,
Those unending tales, midnight snacks,
The setting sun, twinkling stars,
How are you?
We are under such different skies.
Waiting and praying,
hoping and trusting,
the classic saga of love,
I am still in love.
What about you?
Gasping verses, painful memories
Do you care?
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Submission Name: Hide and Seek
