Flashbacks

December 5, 2007
By Jaslyn Oberoi, LaPlace, LA

The flashbacks are bolts of lightening sinking into my heart.
Those northeast mornings near the lake were the utmost start.
You and I were the best of friends, our jokes were the best.
I loved being around you, until I discovered you were a condescending mess.
We were together during those gorgeous lazy nights,
Fourth of July was the catalyst of our relationship embarking dazzling lights.
I miss you and think of you all the time,
Our memories aren’t sugar coated more like covered with grime.
A proper goodbye, is what we lacked,
Your prevailing ego was over jacked.
You used to get me through hard times a thousand miles away,
I can’t accept your hindrance now, when I know you have so much to say.
Open your heart and tell me how you feel,
The fairy-tale promise ended up not being real.


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