The View

The View 
They were climbing up a mountainside to get
 a better view of the sea. 
she reached the top before him, and he
breathed hard when he got up.
She laughed pleased she had won he smiled 
too but was short on laughter.
He was strong, slim and looked athletic but
a doctor had told him his heart was weak 
and not put strain on it, by too much sport. 
His friends kidded him for his reluctance to 
partake in long treks in the woods and 
sleeping under canvas... slowly they drifted away
or rather he made himself absent because
he could not tell his friends about it they found 
him cantankerous said he lacked the spirit of youth 
and fun. Boring, his girlfriend said before walking
off. He was so big and strong, but didn´t have 
the strength- or was it vanity - to be one of them.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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