i pray that it's you and me in the end
sitting on a porch after sixty some years
grateful to have memories of the times we'd spend
proving every doubt wrong of our peers
YOU ARE READING
The Stages of Heartbreak and Grief of Who I Once Was
Poetryfreeform poetry describing the heartache of high school and college relationships and learning to navigate life alone
thirty three: a pretty little porch
i pray that it's you and me in the end
sitting on a porch after sixty some years
grateful to have memories of the times we'd spend
proving every doubt wrong of our peers
