someone should mow the lawn,

The grass was so long,
and the sun was alot brighter
than it had been in a long time

The expressions we shared were meaningless,
they meant so much

The Laughing and the crying,
it was something so close to commical,
yet so tragic.

The way a clown feels when a herse drives past,
the strange aura of melancholy piano tunes,
the clatter of spilt cups of tea

It was sad and it was lonely,
I had never experienced something so beautiful,
so horrifying. So good.

So cold on my bones,
But so warm on my skin.

It was a beautiful experience,
you were wearing a beautiful dress,
my jeans were torn at the knee,

The grass was so long and the sun was so bright.