I have learned so much,
Swirl
The days of high school lovers
Pass,
The deal is done,The home to comeRests in words,Contracts that seal.
Most mortifying, glassEyes – unclear cloudsGather, refracting thoughtsAcross a grey surface,The land of misunderstanding.
I can’t cry,My eyes are dry,You wonder why you said…
In his desperationHis withering psycheCried out for help, andShe lovingly respondedRapidly to his plea.