friends of mine.

yellow.

Future

we walked down the aisle commenting on this and that we need
I played the piano while you sat aside to read

the most wondrous colours reflected off your face from the silver screen
sunlight danced in your hair sprawled across the sheets

life was a promising tree full of ripening dreams
filled with drunken laughter and occasional frustrated screams

now I wonder if you could hear my heart's strong beat
as you lie under our tree in dirt six feet