Moving Away.

May 18, 2010 01:19

Remember the morning after, when we hugged goodbye? You slept so late. I wheeled my bicycle out of your courtyard and to the train. I smiled on the ride home, trying to talk quietly to Hannah so that no one would hear me. You touched my waist so softly in your sleep.

I didn't realize that that was the last time we would speak as friends.

Goodbye.

I wish you the best of luck.

I will always remember you fondly.
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