It was the same urge
That rushes through your heart
When you contemplate
Hiding in the louvre
To stay after its closed
Just to see the mona lisa
For a little bit longer
Yet still
After a few minutes
You blink and remember
How lonely it is
Seeing the mona lisa
In a closed empty museum
All by yourself
-Anna D.
Mar 9, 2020
Mar 9, 2020 at 9:12 AM UTC
It was the same urge
That rushes through your heart
When you contemplate
Hiding in the louvre
To stay after its closed
Just to see the mona lisa
For a little bit longer
Yet still
After a few minutes
You blink and remember
How lonely it is
Seeing the mona lisa
In a closed empty museum
All by yourself
-Anna D.
You put my heart together, broke it, just so I could watch you with someone else.
