There's something
hauntingly beautiful
knowing you will never be
mine again,
A bliss to knowing
I got the best of it
Our formula dies with us
But it exists in our light grids
As the hardest accomplishment
of our lives
and We did it
You only had to
break your promises to me
To keep them
Thank you for loving me
that much.
I miss you too, your cunning linquistic (that may not be how to spell it) skills continue to impress me . I am sorry .
ReplyDeleteP.S - don't think I didn't see you wearing my propagandhi shirt when you went to jewels .