Monday, August 23, 2010

Wasted Opportunities

I see the boy.
I smile.
The thought of speaking
To him
Parades inside my mind.
It stops for a second
To tempt me.
Then, it disappears
At light speed.
So I keep walking.

He does as I do:
Smiles as he walks.

Neither of us speaks,
We just smile as we cross paths.



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9.03.10 Update: We talked. It was a rather long conversation I started. But I epically failed at conveying the purpose of it. Wasted opportunity.

1 comment:

  1. I love these colors together!! Very chic!
    Very nice!
    The Beckerman Girls


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