a poem about us
As I enter the building, I see us hugging-
With my back pressed against the wall, clinging together.
Next I see us holding hands and walking,
Laughing down the lobby, oblivious to the end. There is another "us" sitting on the sofa,
You eating the cake I baked for us.
In the kitchen, you are cracking a joke,
While...
With my back pressed against the wall, clinging together.
Next I see us holding hands and walking,
Laughing down the lobby, oblivious to the end. There is another "us" sitting on the sofa,
You eating the cake I baked for us.
In the kitchen, you are cracking a joke,
While...