The Hope

 

But you were so lovely then,

at The Hope,

down the hill, in

the sun and

looking at you I

didn’t know

why blue was

ever sad

or cold.

 

We have nothing for each other, love.

 

I will never,

never be alone with you

having a coke with you,

which is why I

can’t tell you.

 

 

Words: Catherine Madden