Last night I called you
For the first time in a
Few months and I didn't
Even recognize your
Voice and I can hardly
Breathe because I used
To know how many
Packets of sugar you
Poured into your coffee
And the number of freckles
On your back and now
Much you hated them and I
Memorized every detail of
Your lips and I knew you
Hid your lighter on the back
Of your closet under the
Sweater your mom
Gave you for your 14th
Birthday
And now I can't even
Remember the sound of
Your voice
YOU ARE READING
The sad side of town
PoesíaBasically this is a book of Poetry, quotes, love, hate, life, death, flowers and pretty girls, there will be lots of it and some I did myself. If there is anything you would like me to post about or add to my book, feel free to give me ideas or ask...
