Words/photography by Stephanie Montatore
Once you start watching
Friends turn to lovers,
Lovers to friends &
Friends to faces
You never really knew.
Take me back to seventeen
At the bowling alley,
Just your tribe and me.
You held your hands over my eyes,
And separated your fingers
‘Till neon filled silver skies.
If you need me, I’ll be here.
I’m lying on a bed of masks,
Grieving the loss of
The last two years and
Latest melodrama
To a sad sixties track.
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