falloutboy8

i am bored and lonely so i wrote a saucey poem it is about an ex even though i hate her very very much, and it goes a little something like this:
hollow day
i hear your name
it echoes off dying trees
the hue of autumn
soon to resonate
what happened to chance coincidence?
on lonely days like this
i hear raindrops whisper
inciting me to tears
and i dream of you
because its you i hear
in the twirling leaves of fading wind
and nostalgic memories
of irridescent leaves
makes me tremble
at the thought of so little childhood
so i must ask
why do the colors of autumn
remind me of you
yet i walk the streets
of empty cobblestones
in search of you
but the clatter of my shoes
only brings sobriety
that wishful thoughts
become lost reveries
the trees drip their sadness
in cold cascading rain
what happened to their infinity ?
so much for loves eternity
and all this....
looking through a window
{fuck her}