My Old Flame

• Hannah Park, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2019

You WERE my light
That SHONE bright
I met you in an AWKWARD conversation
In a WEIRD place at a WEIRD time
Little did I know I wouldn`t be as happy with you
We went to the movies TOGETHER
And inside everyone was SQUEELING
Your JACKET kept me warm
Who knew you were a CHARM
But we were a BOMB
That bomb exploded
We had a fight
On that very unfortunate night
Now I feel so far rom you
Your hair is so pompadour
But now its flat
But the surprising fact
Is that I dont need you anymore......