Eighty Smile

Poetry

Old photos we don’t look at

Is actually where we are

We smiled together then

Now I can’t call you a friend

I’ll love the door cracked

Slammed earlier but I was mad

Until I saw some old pictures

Anger left a hole I can’t explain

I just miss you.

Published by Edmond

Edmond is an INFJ layman writer, creating freestyle poetry as an outlet for his emotions for over thirty years. He can be reached at: Carolinawriter@protonmail.com

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