The Walk

2:10 AM. “I’m here”, he whispers into the phone.

I open the door, and find him standing there (really).

I feel guilty, he knows. I’m silent.

He smiles at me. Only 37 minutes!

I shouldn’t have admitted I felt like seeing him.


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