Forgive me,
If I am not the type of girl,
That likes rock music and,
Jumps up and down at those high notes.
Forgive me,
If I much prefer the 70's melodies,
Over the new melancholies they sing in the name
of romance,
That makes the delusional little girl,
In me dream about the days,
I did not get to see,
When dances and dresses were the norm,
When what I dream of,
Was not called old-fashioned,
It was just love,
Back when commitment,
Meant a lifetime,
And friends were for ever.
-Actually, I am unapologetic about it.
-Oyin B.
Author's Note-
This one's to all those old romantics like me who love dark academia like I do.
Have a great day daydreaming about whenever!
Love,
Oyin.
YOU ARE READING
Darkness and Light
PoetryThe kind of poetry that you read and then read again, because you find too much of yourself lost in it.
