Thursday, August 12, 2010

Back gate

He held her and she held back tears.
Struggling to look him in the eyes whilst he, for once, sought hers hungrily.
She shared with him but was unsure whether he was really hearing.
Uncertain about everything.
A hurtful position to be in.
She asked him what he wanted and he said nothing... always nothing.
Well, he was in luck as that was all she now had left to give.
She walked away, head low, afraid to turn around for she knew he wouldn't be looking back, just walking away.
China tea set memories on a grey summers day.

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