Black Dress

I was a hot mess.

In a long back dress. 

Looking fierce.

As we passed. 

Like at first sight turned to love that first night. 

Now its like a funeral gown, I bought in town.

The night before we met.

Weeks later I'm so upset.

And I regret.

Not being with you. Everyday that's all I want to do. 

I've resisted turning to vices to stem the misery.

The pain for every day that goes by that you don't visit me.