It had been a year,
and although I was merely trivial,
he will always be
quicksand
I couldn’t help but notice the way
that red flannel shirt
hung so carelessly from his shoulders
during our unexpected meeting
at the coffee shop last week
For a whole year
I have resented the fact that
he lingers in my dreams
But has moved on
to a beauty beyond my complexion
The new girl
with golden locks cascading
beside eyes like watercolor pearls
And me
Hiding my inadequacies beneath
Chiffon pink lip gloss and
A 99 cent smile
Apr 12, 2014
Apr 12, 2014 at 10:46 AM UTC
It had been a year,
and although I was merely trivial,
he will always be
quicksand
I couldn’t help but notice the way
that red flannel shirt
hung so carelessly from his shoulders
during our unexpected meeting
at the coffee shop last week
For a whole year
I have resented the fact that
he lingers in my dreams
But has moved on
to a beauty beyond my complexion
The new girl
with golden locks cascading
beside eyes like watercolor pearls
And me
Hiding my inadequacies beneath
Chiffon pink lip gloss and
A 99 cent smile
