Lopsided smiles
Silent whispers
the hasty glance, lingering
A bit too long.
Chilly wind biting
cutting short the frown
Hurried steps
in paths un crossed
Buzzing hub of life
Stunned in a flash
all enclosed
engrossed
engaged
but for one -
alone,
outside,
outcast.
Punished
for not saying no.
I'm proud I kept you.
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