Everyday at 6 o'clock I see you on the swings alone
You swing standing
Wearing your red headphones and your tiedye miniskirt
Not noticing the world pass by around you
From behind
As the sun begins to set
Your long hair resembles the golden curtain in my room
I watch you watch the changing colors of the sky
Wondering how anyone could have the bravery to disrupt your inner peace with an innocent hello
Written in August 2019
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