Terribly Sour

I see you now,

you’re walking towards

the end of the street,

I believe I was watching

from the window;

you stop for a second,

your body not knowing

what to do next,

I remember seeing you stop

and thinking you’d changed

your mind. 

You walk for over an hour,

I wait by the door,

a lovesick puppy,

stuck in a whirlwind of you;

you never did return,

I was watching 

from the window. 

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