Ethereal

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When his arm fell around her,
she batted her eyelashes,
only in play,
curling her fingers in his pockets.
For in this moment,
he knew she was his,
with no consequences.
To be lost in eachother,
only to found in themselves.
With seconds till the light flashes.
Only seconds to live.

Flash,
when she slowly walked away,
she whispered,
"Thanks"
And he stood,
suddenly cold from,
the lost heat,
and raw emotion.
When the poloroid fell,
he relived his memory.
Of holding her,
and holding his life.
He kissed the photo,
to say good bye,
as he dropped it into the waste bin,
of wasted dreams,
full of his old life.
All accompied by,
the girl in the photo.

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