i say i am fragile
brittle like glass today
i say i miss you
you tell me
there are 8 million people
in the city
30 i see each day
why is it then
your absence turns my heart
into a wasteland?
michèle voltaire marcelin
mm,
There are 8 million people in this country and still I miss her too. Bien dit and I love you for it.
raydelices