LOVE LOST

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Is love always so painful, or when you were grown up?

Submitted: July 07, 2012

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The clock stopped at seven thirty

An angle pointed to the grimy surface
 

Of the wall we used to paint
 

Graffitis with our pallets
 

Oh, girl. Do you remember
 

That day we encountered
 

You wore a baggy white blouse
 

Laughing with your mouth closed
 

Taking my move
 

Unwilling to spy at the stoop
 

I thought I could prove
 

That this was not a goof
 

But the fact was that you were getting bored
 

When we both started to get old
 

You kept dodging my call
 

As if it  Was all  my fault
 

You said I was odd
 

Or whatever it was
 

Girl all I wanted to see was your smile
 

You pouted and turned and left me there to mourn
 

Couldn't sleep without feeling you there
 

But the bed was empty, lingering with your scent
 

The picture on my hand I tried to introspect
 

Clearing my thought so I could retrospect
 

The clock stopped at seven thirty
 

An angle pointed at the grimy surface
 

I studied your Graffitis and could almost see your face
 

Skin was smooth and eyes shone.


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