Blue sky
Pink clouds,
Black tie
White gowns,
Love that we thought we had
Nothing but in our own imaginative minds.
The fulfilling yet hollow feeling that drove us mad
Each other was it or ourselves we had to find?
Was it the film The Titanic that made me feel this way?
Or maybe it is because I read Julliet and Romeo?
As Shakespeare said, “Shall I compare thee to a Summer’s day?”
I answer, “please, no.”
-K. L