Firmly Planted

Angry with myself,

I walk back down the road

Headed toward the park.

After situating myself

On a park bench,

I ponder

How I let her go again.

She slipped right out of

My grasp,

Just when she was

Firmly planted there.

If Carina were here,

She would tell me

To stop obsessing.

Obsessing over something

So silly.

But for some reason

I feel the urge

To know her.

I can’t explain it--

It’s just there.

But I know I’m no match for her.

I can’t find her by myself.

I need a partner.

So I head back to Chandelle,

That person in mind.

The End

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