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Fleeting

by clem-n-tine

On Monday I didn't go to school because you wanted to take me out instead We walked around the park downtown all afternoon finally we perched ourselves in the gazebo immersing ourselves in each other's thoughts and wading in traded words. My attention was shattered when a lady bug landed on my knee. I was baffled- I exclaimed that it's orange. You laughed and I coaxed it onto my finger. And you told me "Some of them are green you know" I didn't know. I said "maybe those ones just aren't ripe yet" I played with the bug for a few more seconds until I felt your gaze, and I lifted my emerald greens to your cup-of-coffee mahognies. You were looking at me the way I imagined Gatsby must have looked at Daisy. And you smiled a little too wide for the stupid thing I had just said. You touched my chin and kissed me gently, and i could feel your lips still frozen in a grin. But when I looked back down my coveted orange lady bug had flown away- and left no trace that he ever came.
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Jun 10, 2014
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