"I always wanted a photo of us" he pleaded.
For more then half a decade, she stood behind it.
“we can’t. I can’t…” as she playfully grabbed a blanket, shirt, whatever she could to cover her face.
they both grew apart; living their own lives that is.
Now, he sees her.
He sees her with him and the blanket aside of them.
A very short story of now and then.
i work today,
And I’m still discovering for what purpose.
she’s that kinda everything girl,