i wanted to walk her home
from the train station
but i knew it would only take me longer
to return home to him.
we bid farewell and she stepped off the train
before it continued its motion.
she waved through the window as i passed -
i didn't have time to wave back.
at home, i pulled on my running shoes
when suddenly i had an idea.
maybe-
no,
would it be too hard on him?
across the hall
papa was in the kitchen
preparing food.
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every night i told him i would cook
and every time he refused.
over time i came to realise
it was his escape
just like running was mine.
i decided not to do it,
to invite him to run.
we both needed our time alone
as alone as we already are.
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Through Viridian Seas
Short Story❝ the world has taken away who i really am. who i want to be. ❞ in which loneliness is washed away by a sea of blue-green beauty. ❄girlxgirl❄a cellphone novel❄complete❄ #152 in short story | 28/7/17 © 2017 salmonskinroll written 21/5 to 27/7/17
