White

Sat, 11/02/2013 - 16:01 -- nosilla

he walks up to the white door

leaving foot prints in the snow

he wonders to himself,

does she remember?

or has she forgotten?

 

will she wonder why he is here?

or embrace him with her arms?

he wonders what will happen

 

he goes to knock, but then stops

what stopped him?

he is scared

what if she has forgotten?

what if shes moved on?

what if she wonders why?

what then will i tell her?

 

he looks at the door

and backs away slowly

and retreats to the street

and crosses back to the park

of white

 

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