The Pier, Year 2013

Seems ages long ago

perhaps it always will

she and I met at

The Pier

2013, the year

August a hot month

to be enjoying a fake waterfront

just like the conversation

fakeass smiles.

Occasionally I would shrug my shoulders

she would pretend to hear

as though I was whispering

directly into her left ear.

I told her I didn’t care

she agreed

I asked her for advice

she told me to get a life.

Seems ages long, long ago

perhaps it shall always be

just another complicated memory

to become poetry

some long winter night.

The Pier

 

  One thought on “The Pier, Year 2013”

  1. ellie894
    March 28, 2019 at 12:32 pm

    A tale well told of a time and a place. ☀️

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    • ignited
      March 28, 2019 at 7:06 pm

      It was just like written. Thank you much, much!
      Don’t lose count of counting stars tonight 😉

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      • ellie894
        March 28, 2019 at 8:20 pm

        I am already well passed 100! ✨
        Enjoy your evening 🌙

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  2. iScriblr
    March 28, 2019 at 8:53 am

    Lovely!❤️❤️

    Liked by 1 person

    Reply

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