Reflections

Reflections

Here you are standing by my side
again,
you, my heroine,
my pain,
my shame;
you wiggle your toes
between the pages of love letters torn,
your name
shredded between my fingers;
confetti
under our feet
reflected in the mirror ball
that spins a million reminders
of what could have been
and of what’s to come.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s