May 1, 2009
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She walks down the side walk closer to the door

He's sitting there with a bouqet of wildflowers in hand ready to apoligize

He stands as she approaches

she notices him and suddenly turns to walk away

he reaches out to stop her

the flowers spill to the ground

yellow,pink, and orange petals are scattered everywhere

she brushes his hand off her arm

he doesn't stop

he tries harder to make her listen but she runs

he doesn't run after

instead he stands, watches, listens

as her feet hit the pavement and the sound of her breath

as she gets farther down the street and farther out of his reach.

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