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Must've Been the Wind
When I think about the colour red,
I think of them.
Outlined in red metal
behind a head of dark hair,
A smile and a sad stare,
With my red and black jacket
on your shoulders.
When I think of unnecessary apologies,
I remember you.
With awkward pauses and downcast eyes,
And the odd flutter of laughter that just didn't fit right in your throat.
When I think of you
I think of two French fry kisses,
In a parking lot that suddenly got a lot more wonderful, with its asphalt the colour of your prom dress
I think of them.
Outlined in red metal
behind a head of dark hair,
A smile and a sad stare,
With my red and black jacket
on your shoulders.
When I think of unnecessary apologies,
I remember you.
With awkward pauses and downcast eyes,
And the odd flutter of laughter that just didn't fit right in your throat.
When I think of you
I think of two French fry kisses,
In a parking lot that suddenly got a lot more wonderful, with its asphalt the colour of your prom dress
Published 20th May 2017
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22nd May 2017 4:53am
This has a soft, nostalgic feel to it that I like.
There are a couple of lines that made this poem for me:
With awkward pauses and downcast eyes,
And the odd flutter of laughter that just didn't fit right in your throat.
They create a portrait of this girl that makes me feel like i've made her acquaintance.
There are a couple of lines that made this poem for me:
With awkward pauses and downcast eyes,
And the odd flutter of laughter that just didn't fit right in your throat.
They create a portrait of this girl that makes me feel like i've made her acquaintance.
22nd May 2017 5:33pm
I feel like We all know this girl at some point in our lives. :) thank you for the comment
