Overwhelmed by the amount of pressure placed on my shoulder, I found myself walking alone on a dark cloudy night. The November breeze hit my face, drawing me away from my thoughts. Then, I noticed you. Looking at your eyes, I have felt emotions I have yet to forget. Torn between giving you a smile or pretending not to see you. I decided that giving you a smile wouldn't hurt but you already passed by. It was short lived but seeing you walk away again left me in a pang of sorrow.
© 2018 Mary
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