6:30
alarm ringing
i got up
for you
7:00
perfume
behind my neck
so you'd smell it
when we hugged
1:00
our eyes
played chess
small talk
promises
3:00
he said
im all he wanted
then i guess
we're meeting sunday
5:00
perfume
behind my neck
still there
it smells like you too
YOU ARE READING
the morning after
Poesíaand everything changes the morning after, right? // highest rank - #108 in poetry
