DISCLAIMER: The title of this post is referring to "playing" with pronouns in the linguistic sense. As it turns out the different words make for interesting writing organization.
He was someone I knew from track.
He was sweet, so I gave him a chance.
We had our hangouts;
It was fun, though not very eventful.
I cut him loose. I felt no pain.
He is lost to the past.
Sometimes I wonder what became of him.
She was someone I met through cheer.
She was fascinating; I didn't know it, but I was wishing I got the chance.
Sometimes we got to hang;
It was somehow something I always longed for again.
Our paths diverged. I suffered in the new distance.
Tenuous ties still string us together.
I keep tabs on her to know what's up.
Xe was someone I met in GSA Club.
Xe was magnetic, and we gave each other a chance.
Multiple times we hung out;
Always it was like being on a euphoric high.
Our planned-time ran out. It was sad yet bearable, and it was quite simple.
Right now our ties are cut;
Time will tell if we regain them after adjusting.
I still miss xer and hope to reconnect as friends later.
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