
i wish i could carve a notch into this bench / press myself into it and hide from the world
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Angst/Romance - Words: 101 - Published: 06-04-12 - Status: Complete - id: 3029119
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there's an oppressive silence around us
your hand clasps mine and brings me back.
elevators shift, doors swing open, slam shut.
the cigarette burns too quickly, scalding my fingers
i curse and drop it, but wholly enjoy the moment.
shuffling feet nearby, cellphones chirping alerts.
i wish i could carve a notch into this bench
press myself into it and hide from the world.
tires squealing, cursing yelled from frosted windows.
your eyes are intent, pleading for answers.
i hastily look away, unable to tell you how i adore you.
your purse rattles when you pick it up and leave.
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