Lucy Turynski

Plastic Umbrella

Rainy weather

Garfunkle ad Hacking 

Accountancy and kissing

It was nothing, I didn't win you over

It was only November and December 

But for me it was longer

years and years of wonder

I decided I loved 

but brother it was an error

you were in India

getting married.

It wasn't you 

sending Haikus 

from a fake account

chasing any amount 

of my friends

by the same means

of communication. 

Some days I wished for this:

No more words. 

Because then there would be no doubt 

of how utterly alone I really am. 
















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