Strolling through the dark lit woods,
passing by where you once stood.
Remembering your every inch,
has my throat closing to a pinch.
I remember still your last words,
as we saw those dazzling mockingbirds..
"these are the most beautiful things I've ever seen, but now that I am 18,
it's time for me to leave"
and with that you went away,
leaving me alone to grieve,
strolling through these dark lit woods,
passing by where you once stood
Friday, September 30, 2016
Woods
Star
I see you standing there from afar,
standing alone like a lonely star,
I want to approach you but I don't know how,
I wish to approach you right frikken now,
had I a rocket I'd blast off to you,
the dainty women that I once knew,
you are so different than you were before,
awkwardly shy and a giant bore,
you've grown to be so pretty,
with charm and retorts so witty,
and yet I'm still here staring at you from afar,
standing alone, my lonely star
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