Filed under: reasons not to read pooja nansi before bed
It has been a year, and more-
I still wonder how you are.
I never want to know, though.
You, with your brown eyes and lies
you did what you said you’d never
do, and I did what I always said I would.
I guess I should be grateful
for all the horrid times you brought-
light broke through.
“Help me” the stereo whispers
I’m in the corner, nodding in cold agreement-
9 November 2015, 10:49PM