January 20th

I sat down on the wet bench
Right next to her
She neglected to meet my stare
And watched the steady rhythm of the rain
Quietly I sat
Listening to nature’s cleanse
Promise me
She said
Wiping a tear from her eye
Promise me that when you fall in love
You’ll put yourself first.

Savannah you can’t make another person your world.
It will fall apart.


About savannahlyn

I write to articulate what my tongue cannot
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