i watched as she
leaned against the old
bricks, a cigarette
between her fingers
and her lips redder than
the blood coursing through
my veins. she stared
straight ahead as if
the wind tossing
her hair and the
loud traffic didn't
exist - as if the world
around her didn't exist.
i didn't know her name,
but i knew
that if i ever did, i'd
never forget it.
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asphodel
Romanceshe was dark and brooding and everything that made us weary. she surprised us all by bringing us together and showing us how to really live. and then she left us alone to feel nothing but emptiness.
