beige and brown cargo pants over her freshly shaven legs
breakfast for the morning, burnt toast and scrambled eggs
took a walk downtown, enjoyed the scene
trees shaking from the wind, sea is acting mean
left foot, right foot, the coffee shop she goes
blue eyes, pale skin appear behind the soft, white flakes of snow
frozen movements of lips, heart beats racing on the track
wanting to scream like you just stepped on a tac
imprints of feet leaning in the opposite direction
passing each other by remembering their special affection
drops a tear from her left eye then her right
tries to cover it up, holds her hands over her face tight
him and her, mac and cheese, has been finished
supercalifragilisticexpiala..diminished.