Tuesday 6 March 2018

Time comes to a hault, the air feels instantly warmer and life just tastes sweeter, at the unexpected sound of 'I Love You'

Thanking you for the amazing day.
At the Bus-stop
242 follows the 38

Holding onto each other,
like never again will we see one-another.
The dreaded time...

Goodbye.

Pulling away-
too fast came the end of the day.
Holding myself
trying not to be the first to say...

'I love you'
'FUCK! NO! WHAT DID YOU SAY?'

You beat me to it
then ran before I could sit.

through the back door of the 38
I can't say it back- too late
out through the front

temperature below freezing
So why not?
You blame your increased adrenaline (running) on the cold.

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