blueberries

Anonymous

Do you remember that day in bright sunny late May a pint of fresh berries by our side our picnic down by the bay?

There was a light breeze a dandelion that made you sneeze we ate blueberries and laughed when we saw hopping sand fleas

I ate some blueberries today but it just wasn’t the same now you laugh on the beach with her another girl you just view as a game

Do you remember what I said that day? That day in sunny late May? I told you that I loved you and you just said, okay

The blueberries now taste tart and dry the perfect fruit now sprinkled with flies covered with tears from when I cried nothing good from this goodbye.