Your Before Me
theskyabove
Posts: 77
We sit around on Sundays drinking Beam and Cokes
handing 'round the pictures you've collected through the years
of the girls sitting closer than friends, and the friends sitting closer
than your stories of them so often disallow. I see you come through
prom dresses and drunken tuxedos, to beaches and German prostitutes,
to Nicole and Pam, from Diane and to Monica, then Chelsea
then Me. It is a beautiful feeling for me, sitting on the loveseat
right next to your couch... when you cry with my poem in your hand.
handing 'round the pictures you've collected through the years
of the girls sitting closer than friends, and the friends sitting closer
than your stories of them so often disallow. I see you come through
prom dresses and drunken tuxedos, to beaches and German prostitutes,
to Nicole and Pam, from Diane and to Monica, then Chelsea
then Me. It is a beautiful feeling for me, sitting on the loveseat
right next to your couch... when you cry with my poem in your hand.
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