I woke one day to this feeling
it was so solid so known...
Staring out the window of this plane
Jack and coke run through my veins...
Putting on a fake smile each day
or even joking about silly boring stories...
Thoughts of you linger,
floating through the canal of hope...
It may sound childish
like I'm still a school girl...
I looked into her eyes
I got lost in their depth...
Age of six
He loved her so...