The Voice Issue 29: May/June 2017 - Page 61

More by Anna Phelps

Hello, My Name Is _________

Behind the Floral Wallpaper

I Am The One Who ...

Just to watch the sunset.

But I'm sorry that I threw up on the last ride,

And that caused you to not want to share the cotton candy.

So we sat on opposite ends of the bench,

And you got the wet end,

So your butt got soaked,

And instead of watching the sunset on the car,

We got in it to go get you new pants.

I miss sitting on the edge of the hill,

Watching the stars as they pass,

And waving to the moon as it grew bigger, smaller,

And rubbing our feet in the fresh dew,

As we braided our hair and sang lullabies

But I'm sorry that I brought us out on a rainy night,

And I forgot the umbrella,

So we sat there soaked, trying to see the stars through the clouds,

Trying to seek out the moon, but it was just a sliver.

And I'm sorry that as we did that,

I fell asleep,

So you had to braid your own hair,

And sing your own lonely lullabies.

I know I've messed up,

I've messed up quite a lot.

But I'm sorry each time I do it,

And you need to know I'm not perfect,

But apparently you don't want to know this,

Because when I fell asleep that last night,

You got up and walked away after you were done braiding your hair,

After you sang the last note of your lullaby,

And I haven't seen you since.

- Anna Phelps

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