Yeah,its the obligatory break-up poem (although I didnt write it till months after). Feedback is welcome. I'm considering submitting it to my schools litmag. It is early morning. Dawn. I wake and you are there laying softly- a hypnotic presence. I drive away. The sun and wind carress my hair. I feel your touch. Light as the bong gurgles like the ocean of my mind. Feelings and senses intertwined. The smoke pours out of my mouth and hits my face like a wave. Like the wave of knowledge that you are not mine. And so I hide in the deep sweet comfort of my cigarettes and booze. Mask myself with this cold hard exterior.
