Sincerely, Jennifer x

Dirty fingernails,

devoted heart,

beating through my wooden prison,

as I call your name.

I am cursed with this still, dull existence,

but I still dream of you,

haunted by your heartbreak,

as I claw at all of our grey clouds.

My beautiful, bedevilled girl,

serving your own sentence.

Us, two innocents,

driven to mad melancholy by the cruel hands of fate.

Just wait.

Keep my dressing gown beside the bed,

and your heart clear of another’s grasp,

because I can’t quite let go of our love, yet.