Sunday, January 11, 2015

you told her once

you told her once
in a parking lot, shivering
in march.
the wind
finding its way against
your skin.
you told her
that you loved her.
it surprised you
more than it did her,
it may have
been too soon, or
perhaps too late
for anything long lasting
to begin.
but it was said,
it was true, as
true as the sunlight
was on your faces,
but strangely now,
neither of you not knowing
quite what to do.

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