pitch black
a sky filled with stars and tree branches
at least from my perspective.
you were telling my father
of the school you'd be attending
starting next fall.
states away, miles, hours.
you would get a fancy car out of it
thanks to your dad's money.
congratulations, you're leaving me behind.
congratulations on the new car
to drive preppy girls around in.
i send my best regards.
YOU ARE READING
A Whole Melancholy of Lovers
Poetrya book of poetry written for the boy i love the most, and maybe a few others