The next time I saw you, you were at the park.
The day was bright without a cloud in the sky.
You sat under the great Dogwood tree.
The light shining in made your blonde hair even brighter, something I didn't know that would be possible.
You had a book and a pencil, and seemed to be drawing something.
I wanted to talk to you, but I'm scared.
Scared of how you would react.
Scared of what would happen.
I optioned my choices for a while, before deciding that it's not the time.
I quickly walked away, not before turning and getting one last glimpse of you.
We made eye contact.
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