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Chloe Zafonte Jul 2018
I took a walk today with the baby at a historical site. I stopped at the eatery and pictured you right across from me. I started to wonder if you would like it here and the food I ordered. Usually every day I think "haha your *** is in jail" but today I realized that it's been pretty lonely without you. We used to travel together all time and see places and you probably don't even acknowledge what you left behind.
Chloe Zafonte Jun 2018
I see that peas are green, dead possums too. They're deceased just like me and you. And I think to myself, what a ****** up world.

I tie my own shoes, my mom is white. I heard you got locked up, I found out last night. And I think to myself what a ****** up world.

You know you're really dumb though, all you ever do is lie. You're oh so embarrassing that I just wanna cry, I just shake me head asking what the hell did you do? I'm really just saying I'm tired of you.

I hear our baby cry, he's really grown. He never takes naps, just letting you know. And I think to myself, what a ****** up world, yes I think to myself what a ****** up world.
This is my version of What a wonderful world by Louis Armstrong. And just spreading the news, my baby daddy is in jail.
  Jun 2018 Chloe Zafonte
LadyM
I loved you like a summer day.

You were all the shades of blue,
The blue was in your eyes,
And more than the sky-
I loved you.

Your touch was a cotton cloud
Soft and light:
Floating around near the Sun.
But even the Sun became blind
When your lips parted
To show a smile.

Your words were like a breeze
Blowing through my hair
On a hot, summer day.
I felt them on my skin
And I felt you -
In my heart.

Your voice was a symphony -
A million raindrops
Falling from branch to branch
After a storm.
Just like the rain does to the Earth-
You gave life to me,
And more than the rain-
I loved you.

I felt the heat of July
When your hand touched mine.
I felt the warm, golden sand
Beneath my feet
When I saw the endless ocean in your eyes.
Your eyes were an ocean.
And more than the ocean-
I loved you.

It was always summer
When I was with you,
You were an infinite day
Of rosy sunsets.
You were my beautiful summer day.
But even more than summer,
Still-
I love you.
Dedicated to nobody specific. I was just inspired by the feeling of being in love and summer <3
Chloe Zafonte Jun 2018
I'm angry at the fact that I go downstairs every morning to be nagged at as if I'm the lousy husband. I'm angry at the fact that he left us here to do drugs while I sit up in my room and cry as I hold our beautiful son in my arms. I'm angry at everyone for not understanding the fears I have every day of my life. I'm angry at myself for having nowhere else to go, most importantly, I'm angry for letting my emotions take over.
Chloe Zafonte Jun 2018
Somehow some way, I had t in my head that you'll snap back into that person you where one day. I realize I can't turn back time, you'll never change, you've ****** yourself up and the life we had is completely over, I have just as much luck as finding a four leaf clover. Maybe I won't have as much fun with anyone as I did with you but it's for the better , I have to man up and seel how I feel in a letter. They say people change but memories don't, I've tried to help but you won't let me, you shut me out, make me cry, all you ever do is lie that you'll become clean now I have no other choice but to be mean because you make me this way, you call me up demanding ***, ******* other men for ****, it's somehow all my fault you're a complete mess. You spend weeks ghosting me, then show up at my door with a new trick to manipulate and fool me again, I'm sick of the games, I'm tired of the lies that day you went and hit the pipe was the day you and I died.
Chloe Zafonte May 2018
When everything is not how it is supposed to be, it's all better inside inside my dreams. Where you're back around and actually clean, reality hurts but memories don't leave.
Chloe Zafonte Apr 2018
Summer is coming again, to you I'm dead and no longer care for me. But our baby is a reminder of who we used to be.
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