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As you wished I ran behind the blossoming cherry tree Sat at the base of the thick trunk Resting against the coarse bark, wincing in response It scratched me through the shirt slightly But I did not complain I shut my eyelids tightly and counted to ten Hastily jumped on my feet to turn I scanned the place for but a trace, a sign But you were not there As you wanted I ran in the petrol station with a wounded knee Pleaded for help When the poor young operator dashed for some hydrogen peroxide I snuck behind one of the shelves Grabbed the candy bar And sprinted out of the store not looking back Heard sirens on the way, too, but that did not concern me Thus, I ran through the bushes to the rendezvous point But you were not there As you asked I put on that expensive tuxedo The smell of cologne saturating the heavy valley air Looked in the mirror, not satisfied However, that was not for me to judge, anyway Called the taxi to take me downtown, southside on the 29th 'Twere supposed to go big that night, I reckon So I turned the corner to hit the boulevard Took a seat at the table in that quaint panetteria But you were not there As you said I crashed the night in the forest park Under the starlit sky I wandered restlessly among the trees Read that text message at least a dozen times, too "We've gotta talk, y'know Meet me there after the lights go out" I did so, and although I did not fancy the late hour Decided against betraying the thought Showed up at the fountain just as the park plunged into darkness But you were not there As you pleaded Against my own better judgement, I thought "This is ridiculous, and you know it **** well" Hitched a ride to the still-golden fields of rye Just outside the city, 'twas late November But time never mattered to me Nonetheless, in the fresh autumnal wind Rested atop a hill not far from the memorial cross I waited, I really have - for hours on end But you were not there As you promised You wore that pretty red and white dress Styled a ribbon in your auburn hair carefully And stuffed a few treats inside of the picnic basket "I'm sorry that I never fulfilled my word I'm gonna make it up to you, okay? Tonight at six. Deal?" I knew that you would, this one time at least Pondered and wondered if things could be different So I grabbed my coat and went outside But I was not there
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Oct 11, 2018
Oct 11, 2018 at 6:46 AM UTC
levottomuus
Not There
As you wished I ran behind the blossoming cherry tree Sat at the base of the thick trunk Resting against the coarse bark, wincing in response It scratched me through the shirt slightly But I did not complain I shut my eyelids tightly and counted to ten Hastily jumped on my feet to turn I scanned the place for but a trace, a sign But you were not there As you wanted I ran in the petrol station with a wounded knee Pleaded for help When the poor young operator dashed for some hydrogen peroxide I snuck behind one of the shelves Grabbed the candy bar And sprinted out of the store not looking back Heard sirens on the way, too, but that did not concern me Thus, I ran through the bushes to the rendezvous point But you were not there As you asked I put on that expensive tuxedo The smell of cologne saturating the heavy valley air Looked in the mirror, not satisfied However, that was not for me to judge, anyway Called the taxi to take me downtown, southside on the 29th 'Twere supposed to go big that night, I reckon So I turned the corner to hit the boulevard Took a seat at the table in that quaint panetteria But you were not there As you said I crashed the night in the forest park Under the starlit sky I wandered restlessly among the trees Read that text message at least a dozen times, too "We've gotta talk, y'know Meet me there after the lights go out" I did so, and although I did not fancy the late hour Decided against betraying the thought Showed up at the fountain just as the park plunged into darkness But you were not there As you pleaded Against my own better judgement, I thought "This is ridiculous, and you know it **** well" Hitched a ride to the still-golden fields of rye Just outside the city, 'twas late November But time never mattered to me Nonetheless, in the fresh autumnal wind Rested atop a hill not far from the memorial cross I waited, I really have - for hours on end But you were not there As you promised You wore that pretty red and white dress Styled a ribbon in your auburn hair carefully And stuffed a few treats inside of the picnic basket "I'm sorry that I never fulfilled my word I'm gonna make it up to you, okay? Tonight at six. Deal?" I knew that you would, this one time at least Pondered and wondered if things could be different So I grabbed my coat and went outside But I was not there
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