Cold and Windy

I stayed in a corner,

a little girl

whose hair would not stay

behind her ears.

I wanted to tell you

everything in the world,

watch your eyes light up

because it was my mouth moving,

my voice speaking,

my thoughts spoken.

But you were a mirage

on the other side of the world.

And winds,

as they do,

blew it all away.

The End

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