Monica

[christophx]

Monica

My favorite thing about you was your crooked front tooth.
Your silver blonde hair
Your laugh, without a car
Your hands so small

            a heart filled with despair

Sullen walks on warm spring nights
A lament for hope,
some further insight
I walk by your window
drowning in my head
chasing nothing
our love is dead

Or so I think
I couldn't possibly know
Sometimes I can't bare to look at you
Sometimes I stare
through shattered rose colored glasses
Thoughts so vivid my nightmare haunt
My world
We're lost

[ellajam]

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