they sit there

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first and final chapter.
short poetry

and so they talked. they talked about life, they talked about dreams, they talked about her.
what happened to her?
they sit there,
foggy afternoon in front of the lake
they sit there,
swinging on the same bench they did as children. the same bench that holds so much of the past
they sit there,
reminiscing about the past, and cherishing old memories

all because of her.

it was just another sad summer love
a summer love nobody could forget.
so why did it end?

why did she end it?

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