the love of
my life and
the smile in her eyes and the way she looked
as she danced through the night and the way she looked
as she left, that night.
you left, that night.
you looked to the stars and tasted your fortune on the tip of your tongue
i don’t blame you for running
but i’ll never forgive you for staying, for a while,
and showing me
what love could look like.
– t. bennett