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Forgotten

May 27, 2019
By trchoir BRONZE, Wheatfield, Indiana
trchoir BRONZE, Wheatfield, Indiana
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Walking makes my feet hurt.

I wish I didn't have to

but

I needed to.

She called to me.

Aggressive

yet calm.

Loud

yet soft,

and I ran to her.


She embraced me

like a child

holds a lost

toy.

I wanted this

moment to

last forever,

but like most

things

 

She let go.


The author's comments:

The longer you are away, the harder it is to go back.


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