Monday, August 7

Just remember your song and don't forget to keep singing.

When she left....

Strands of her hair on my pillow
Her smell on my sheets
Hand prints on my window.

An empty glass
Beside the empty cup
Traces of her lips on the edge.

Conversations of silence
Laughter for one
Hugs of invisibility.

The house has gown huge again
Twice the size
With only half the people.

Starsky with no Hutch
Rain with no clouds
A fish without a bicycle.

Not a feeling on loneliness,
Just a feeling of being

2 parlez:

YokoSpungeon said...

*Opens a beer and hands it to bedshaped*

Chloe said...

here, get another beer from me too :)