she sat on the bench,
watching couples hold hands
gliding around the falling children
as they giggled on the ice.
dancing in their skates,
people slid on the ice,
passing her over and over
again.
eight twelve pm.
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FanfictionA boy with a heart frozen of ice crystals, a girl who knew exactly how to melt it. © rudloff.
