She kissed him,
his lips were cold,
he didn't
kiss her backA tear ran down her cheek,
he didn't wipe it away,
he had to
stop himselfShe whispered "I love you,"
he hung his head,
he turned away
She reached out for his hand,
he pulled away,
he fumbled with his sleeve
She sobbed and walked away,
he let her,
he let her leave
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Petrichor
Poetry// Petrichor // // 🌏 the pleasant smell of earth after rain💧// Est. 2014 ~ 20.. Copyright LittleAussieDreamer (Alannah Mills) 2020