For twenty seven days he rocked her world.
For twenty seven days she felt like the it girl.
Talking for hours. Because he wasn't close by but he had never left her mind.
Then they made a day. They finally had time.
She couldn't wait to see him because he was so fine.
They laughed. They touched. They hugged.
And when they kissed the world stopped. She thought to herself this moment cant be topped.
Then came the dreadful morn.
She saw it in his eyes as her heart was torn.
"Penny for your thoughts." She asked.
Because he was different. " I have a few cent." She told him in the night you opened for me. Without a doubt you seemed so free. You told me over and over how im so pretty. She had wished for an endless night. Wish upon a star? Wish you may, wish you might?  On day twenty eight the awful sun had risen. It blew cold air like the walls of a prison. Months later and she's still reminiscin'. On day twenty seven they shared evermore. And on day twenty eight she became his *****.



-Jennifer DeAngelo
Copyrighted 2016