his eyes were the color of warm honey
on days that were bright and sunny
he bought me ice cream
on days where i've given up on my dream
but now you have left me
almost like giving up on thee
i barely see you
on those bright skies of blue
anger bubbles inside of my chest
is this some stupid test?
in my point of view
you make me not want see you
should i answer your call?
or should i make you feel small
like you did the same
but i still have your photo in a frame
you always told me to treat people with kindness
but how can i when your eyes are filled with blindness?
i miss you, but you make me feel like i should not
oh how long ago you two fought
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all my love
jessica
