Cold snowflakes danced on the swirling winds
Racing to see how fast they could blind me
I laughed at their tickles as they flew by
Slowly I skated across the pond
Proving that I wasn’t totally a sloth in bracing weather
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The ripples on the pond echoed the fluttering of my heart. I couldn’t believe it. What was I going to do with you gone? It seemed so simple just yesterday. You were standing in front of me right here, telling me you didn’t want me in your life anymore. I was so angry. I devoted every second to you, but all you ever wanted was more space. Really? Well now you have your space, and I’m coming to accept it. Still I wonder if I could have done anything differently, like should I have buried you farther from the pond?
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