Poems from ErinKronell
I love you.
You loved me..
You used to be consumed by ambiiton;
flawless grades were a must,
you vowed to attend only the most prestigious of all learning...
Sweatpants, t-shirt, hair tied in a knot,
fuzzy socks, cozy blanket, she wears them a lot.
Laptop on her leg, slurpee on her side,...
It was in that ineffable moment,
the blinding glare from the spotlight above struck her eyes,
the bottom portion of her crimson gown...
What would I change?
Being such a broad inquisition, there could be multifarious interpretations.
I have the option to approach this...