Blackberry Jam

You see the person you loved,The one that loved you back.They’ve quoted the same Book and sat in the same pew.You know– the right seats.The ones up close where you once thought the “important” people sitThey smile a plastic drawn on mess as you pass.No whispered hellos.What happened?You moved back two seats and then four until you were out the door. Is there still love … Continue reading Blackberry Jam