Modesta ________,
we come from different places.
You from a nice place,
and I from this trash you see.
Its funny how we met,
We were fifteen years old
and I wasn't expecting you.
You came and made me see the bright side of things.
Like a splash of red, now I love color.
The writing on the wall says it all,
"Love is in the..." what?
the air?
the color?
the space?
the people?
It is in everything, now I see that.
Although it did not last,
you showed me what beauty and compassion was.
Our love died after nine and a half years.
Now I am alone,
in the same trash, but with more perspective.
I won't love another like Modesta ________.
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