We were
Partners in crime
There was no need for words
To know that you were mine
Made me your Harley
But you have been a bad joke
I guess I was too in it
To take a second look
If I was a hero
You were my sidekick
Now you're acting like
I'm just another one of your side chick
Three years
I guess that's how long it took
You closed me a chapter
I've written you a book
YOU ARE READING
Two Years Late
PoetryA collection of moments where rhyming was necessary. Short, simple poetry; yet, those who relate - too many. Weird titles for humor, but that doesn't make the poem experience less painful. Those titles are painful to me though. You'll see.
