This was one of two poems I randomly texted to myself lol Replaced my friend's name with C to keep it private What I Crave I crave that which cannot be obtained. I crave the past I crave the sand on that beach from Tahoe. I crave the sun, I crave the moon, I crave the people who left too soon. I crave what I will never grasp, I crave the things that never last. I want to see Empress again, The moth from summer camp. I want to hold C's hand again, From that night of summer. I want what I will never have, I want what I will never get. I hate the present, and I must go on, But it’s just so hard to forget.
