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Memories
She lay on the swingset,
watching the black sky turn gray at the foreshadow of morning.
The stars above her head
twinkling their farewells
as the sun's light began to drown out their own.
The pasty light turning the world yellow.
She pulled the teddybear closer to her chest,
burying her face in the tattered fabric
that still smelled of his cologne.
She breathed in the sweet smell
and choked back the tears
that the memories always brought her.
Focusing on the little white flowers
growing from the ground beneath where she lay.
Her mind drifted away,
not wanting to acknowledge the pain
as it closed in on her chest:
The hole he left in her heart.
The birds' gentle songs,
the swing's constant moan
as it swayed back and forth,
fell on ears deaf to anything but the sound of her breaking heart.
She closed her eyes,
trying to shut out the brilliant light
of the sun moving higher through the sky.
Her weary mind
losing
consciousness...
Only to be awoken by a drop of rain falling on her cheek.
She sat up,
alert as the thunder rolled in the distance.
The dark fingers of dusk reaching out along the sky,
pulling away the powder blue blanket of the evening.
Lightning flashed above her,
sending her heart and feet racing.
Slamming the door shut behind her,
she looked back at the down pour she left behind.
Relieved by the warmth and safety of her home,
she didn't notice the teddy bear
left to drown on the swing.
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