seven 46 - halo haired angels
pump down the street, i fly
from the parking garage around the bend,
and in the middle, we collide.
Author notes
we stood in the foyer and i asked him, 'would you be okay if i never spoke to you again?'
he said no.
why?
because we used to be good friends.
he says that we don't hang out anymore because when we do, we just get angry at eachother. and he doesn't know why.
i will not write him a letter.
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i say, 'you know rachael, your ex? what does she like?'
he says, 'i don't know. if i knew, i could get back with her.'
do you want to get back with her?
no, that's a dead end.
i'm in love with rachael too.
A contest entry
- when it happens by Melissa Gayle.
1000 points, ended October 21, 2008, 17 entries
Honorable mention
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Comments
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I would have to second divebar's interpretation of your author notes as well.
Very well done. -
the second half of your authors notes may be the truest thing ive ever read.
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I don't want you to hear the whistle of the wind singing your requiem.
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