City Of Angels

Angiest
Angiest
Jul 24 · 1 min read
A. Granheim Photography 2019

I fell in love on a Tuesday on the 405
99 degrees, no chance of rain
Palm trees gently blowing in the wind
All I wanted was to see you again,
In this city of angels where everything’s a sin.

And in my mind you were heavenly,
A reflection of who I wanted to be,
an illusion of perfection,
deception,
How was I to know that you were just a devil in this city of angels.

Everywhere I look, I see your face,
Stuck in a city that has no grace,
Those hazel eyes and that beautiful smirk
Still cross my mind from time to time,
Santa Monica still calls your name,
I wonder if you even remember mine.

And with time you’re not so heavenly to me,
A reflection of who I never want to be,
You are so innocently perfect,
I could never deserve that,
I am the only angel left in this city.
A fallen angel hitting the pavement fast going 90
crashing hard, top speed.
I remember when I thought you were all I would ever need.


© Angiest 2019

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