My Side
I walk with my partner next to me
along the long sidewalk, the roaring machines I hear
on my left side.
We're silent, our legs are aching from walking.
I'm trying to figure out where to rest.
The park? a restaurant? her house? (impossible).
We go to the park and sat down on the bench.
People are walking their dogs, playing basketball, playing tennis and such.
I wanted her, I wanted everything she held.
The day gets darker, the cozy temperature gets colder.
My body couldn't handle it, so we got closer and closer;
our cheeks touch one another, but we don't kiss, we didn't kiss that night.
because if we did, I would've burst into flames.
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