Monday, October 23, 2017

I Was 19

I Was 19

I was 19.
For a year.
10 years ago.
I was thin
for a while.

I was 19
when I fell in love.
It tasted sweet like freedom.
Then it crumbled like blue cheese
on hot wings, hot enough to raise hell.

I was older
when I moved away.
You deserved more.
I gained 19 pounds.

I’m still in love.

In a box by the bedroom door,
there is a youthful photo.
We were 19.
It was magic.

Can I Have a Kiss

Kelly Clarkson

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