wherefore art thou, morning glory?

19 Mar


As I write this

Coffees are being drunk

Shoes are being worn

Bodies are entwined

But as I write this

I believe you are somewhere

Out there


Maybe not for me

All these days of frenzy

My soul has finally settled


The fact

That you will never love me

As hard as I do

As simple as I do

As madly as I ever will

The future isn’t bleak

My love

Trust me

You are just a faded memory


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