Caitlin: over before over, forgotten for memory. by Andrew S Adamsyeah, i cant really listen to these
words without erecting an image
of the light that flashed before our eyes.
these piano keys only remind me that
their haunting melody is
a swansong more than a birthrite
an end reminiscing the beginning
a romeo romancing the juliet to an
all too predictable ending.
these words, yeah.
they were the ones you chose,
marked with a felt tip pen and declared them
forever a memory.
one that i could never bring myself to have. 11/13/2003 Posted on 11/14/2003 Copyright © 2024 Andrew S Adams
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