I love the pain you cause me
as day after day
I turn in the hopes
that maybe today
you will love me
like yesterday.
In my schoolgirl fantasy
you write me long letters
and drop me with a kiss
we fall
into that perfect Hallmark moment.
It never happens.
Which is worse?
The fact that I still
dream
or that you walk past me
a whisper
of who you used to be?







i don't know what else to say except for that it has tugged at my heart of remembrance of someone from my past. best of luck in the contest dear. be well and be blessed
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