Poem: My Mistakes

TRENT DELSIGNORE

I stepped out of the car and turn to leave you
And just like every time before, I begin to forget all that I’ve ever known but you
I mistook the winter air for your hands cold and running over my body and your touch essentially for me to live
I looked up and mistook the night sky for your hair they way it covers over me
Mistook the shining stars for that twinkle that somehow you always have in your eye
I woke up and mistook the sunshine for your smile

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