The Result of the Night After Prom & Seeing My Ex

Now it's been weeks since I have shed a tear for "you,"

But tonight I saw a distant memory that carried me away,

Into a deep blue sky of long-past, whimsical dreams

I once shared with a girl I once knew.

Now, it's raining.

And each droplet from the tips of my eyelashes whispers a secret laced with your name.

And then, I miss you. I MISS you. I miss you.

But you are not "you" and I am not "her"

Not as I once was.

Not anymore.

But oh, what I would give for one more, just one more night in your arms, under that deep blue sky.

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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