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*apostrophes have been omitted because deviantart does not seem to want to recoginze them The last time he saw her she had a bruise on her knee. It was purple and red and dimpled to match the hockey ball that had created it. She wore long socks that lay just below the mark, but which she tugged upwards from time to time to cover it. Shed warn similar socks all those months ago, too, when it had ended. But she hadnt had to worry about them slipping down then - they sat snug where the curve of her calf met her thigh. Since then, she had refused his calls, ignored his texts and deleted him as a friend on facebook. It had been such a long time

Night settled around us, And we stood still amongst the flurry of bodies. My veins pulsed with the unspeakable. I was so frightened, but we barely embraced All I wanted was for you to stay; To hold me close and tell me it was going to be ok; To make me feel safe again. The darkness swallowed you up. I could not see past the flashing lights, And the noise of it all. You left me there, alone. Because there was nothing to keep you; Because you don't care for me anymore; Because I am no longer your cross to bear.

Work is always work until it's close to knock-off time. He gets off at 1:57. I suspect it's officially two but he's always in for afternoon tea by then. He is the last customer I serve. From behind my cash register I watch him leave the sports store and cross the mall. There's always a heavy flow of shoppers on weekdays, skipping from sale to sale, rushing left and right. He looks in neither direction, but walks straight across, forcing others to move to avoid him. I like to think it's me he's walking towards with such purpose in his stride. He orders a medium latte and an M+M cookie every day. Coffee for a guy who is deep and thoughtful, t

You and I skipped the length of the wall on tiptoes. I laughed as I ran and you followed, always a few paces behind, smiling in my wake. I grasped the wire fence and scaled it with little effort. I swung my leg over and sat perched on the top. You stood at the bottom looking up at me, your hands placed on your hips in mock-dissaproval. I laughed and called out your name for all the world to hear. You proceeded without hesitation. Together, we conquered a wall, you lending me your shoulder for a moment. Pigeons scattered in fright as I hauled myself up to the rooftop. I turned and offered a hand to you. You took it with a grin. An hour we