summer

He turned the corner and fell in love. Small breasts, open-necked shirt. Birkenstocks and cropped trousers. Short brown hair, just the right amount of bounce in her walk.
He could see the first date, faltering steps, half-gestures. Beer and tentative conversation, wine and arms about shoulders. Birthday presents, a toothbrush at sink, an afternoon spent in bed. Long car journeys together...

She turned her head and the sun sparked off her necklace. His heart broke as she crossed the road away from him. The clouds scuttled across the sky. He turned the corner and fell in love.

2 comments:

Sookraj said...

YES.

Della said...

thanks very much, tiff :)

i haven't been writing much recently, but i'm sure that will remedy itself...