Where She Went
Years from now, maybe decades
When I’ve stopped looking for you
In every face, and every song
In every book, and every call
When wishing wells are empty
Of my desperate bids for you
When I’ve realized shooting stars
Are beautiful because
My eyes weren’t picturing
Your face for a wish instead
When memories of how you
Laughed at my valentine’s note
In front of your popular friends
Will stop leaving an ache
When scars from razor blades
On my ankles fade into spiders’ web
Trapping my love like a broken fly
Maybe after all this and more
I’ll look back and smile
Say it was a crush I had,
And my smile won’t tremble
With hidden denials and screams
Maybe then, you’ll look back
And remember this crazy girl
Who loved you with the force
Of a thousand cannons and bombs
And wonder where she went.
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