there was a time
you dreamed of
small houses here
nestled among these
spiked trees
and a porch
to sit after dinner
with a guitar
and me.
these days you are
across a continent
swallowed up by
the biggest city
to break my heart.
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2 comments:
this is beautiful.
-e
truly. what she said.
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