You are going to want to give up. Just don’t.
-asthinasafeather
the sweet the bitter
he stood outside
in the pouring rain
gazing at her
through the store front window
as the hurried crowd
rumbled by
hoping
she
would turn to look
praying she would not
to again look
at the man
who she
had pledged
undying love
too many dreams
had past
for both of them
still
for a moment
it was all brand new
again
he felt like a child
wishing
for something
from a distance
something
that at one time
was sweet
and fragrant
as a day
in spring
but
just as quick
as the glance
the crumpled old man shivering
from the cold rain
turned
ambling down the sidewalk
knowing
the sweet
became the bitter
as the spring
became the winter
of their lives…
jS
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