Thursday, June 20Royal Holloway's offical student publication, est. 1986

Hold me / An Ode to the Boy I loved

How perfect you were

For me to be yours

All accept your

Love for me.

For there was none.

None that I could see,

In your glistening brown eyes

Darker than the oak trees.

Your beautiful soft hair,

So boringly brown.

Yet, utterly perfect.

I may not be yours

But I certainly was

For that second that you

Made me feel special,

Made me feel wanted.

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