Tuesday, March 8, 2011

Yellow car.

 

Promise not to laugh?

Whenever i saw her car drive by i would stare long and hard into the windows. Even though i saw nothing i hoped she looked back when she saw me.

I always searched for that yellow car when i walked home from school. Always seeing a flash of hair as it went by.

 

Now when i see that car, i remember her hair. And i realise that she lied about loving me from the start.

How funny is that?

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