(in memory of when) the thick summer air pooled around my shoulders melting me into the swing set, where my feet dragged the ground whenever i swang and a girl in a yellow dress sat next to me her legs sprawled out across the ground, allowing the grass to kiss her skin like a mother saying goodbye to her child one last time and like i would to her as the sun set that night.
(in memory of when) i sat on my roof and mourned that night as the stars sang a hymn only i could hear because the girl in a yellow dress was a bird and decided this town was just another cage, one that she could no longer be trapped in.
(in memory of when) i wanted to go after her my very being pulling at the edges to grasp her hand as though it was my very lifeline but my feet stood cemented in the ground and she soared high above.
(in memory of when the girl in the yellow dress flew away)
i don't like how this turned out and someone else is currently making some edits on it, but i figured i might as well post the work in progress now
Disjointed and ajar I left the windows to my reality too far open for far too long and the judgements got in the doubts collected the inflicted pain pooled puddling at my feet and somewhere along the way you flew the coop leaving me stuck sitting there with cement shoes on that I never could get off again