With my head in my hands, I thought of her---
and only her
I remembered how she smelled beautiful---
and that wasn't even possible,
was it?
But only for her
She smiled more than not---
which is a feat unrecognizable by most
but unparalleled in its consistency
She didn't hate anyone---
not because of them,
but because she didn't have it in her
But she had it all in her,
in her
And then it all came down on me,
in a torrential downpour---
and she proved immutable
and that there was no statute of limitations on pain
all I cared about---
in the whole entire wide world---
was not to be her disappointment
because she knew I wasn't---
You and the mona lisa!!!!!!!!!!!
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