orgami's diary

orgami's Diaryland Diary

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Marybeth

trees hung thick
leaves a canopy
the summer light
of night faded

I have to go I said
in finality
the whole half hour

I dont want this to end
she said

i sighed

moths bounced on the
lightbulb over the
screen door above
the porch

her sad blue eyes
and blonde long hair
the softness of her
hand on mine

how could i hold her
close and say
words
that would delay
and mean only
confusion

i turned instead
and walked away

the wheel spinning
in my hands
shifting into
drive

i can still see her
standing
tears filling that
place of denial

we will always be
seventeen when i
dream of us

..O..

12:34 a.m. - 2007-04-01

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