x. him
he saw her looking
and for a moment,
he wanted to wave
but she quickly turned her head down
her hair fell in her face
and so he did the same
he felt his body propelling forward
moving so very fast on it's own
and he didn't know if it was because
part of him was nervous
or because he wanted to be left alone
but as he came to the spot she was
he felt his cheeks growing red hot
she was smoking a cigarette
the same kind as his
and he took a drag, again
doing so, he accidentally stepped on his foot
and moved it so he could keep walking
but as fate would have it,
his toes clipped hers
and instead of landing on her delicate feet
he moved it in a strange way
and fell to the ground
and looked up
her starting down
at
him
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