it's been a while
last time was chaos in this house
still in chaos until now
just empty of us
your favorite vase is nowhere to be found
papers and receipts all around
all your letters unread
covered in mildew
i throw them straight to our unused furnace
don't want to read intricate lies from an actress
won't hope for a santa claus from the chimney
because we are no longer on his list
the only thing that'll fall
on the coal tonight
are my tears of regret and disbelief;
until four years ago, thought i'd be with you
every christmas eve
YOU ARE READING
HIBISCUS: The Book of Amelie
Poetry*COMPLETED* The complex love story of a young actress named Amelie and her May-December lover named Daniel
