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Description
I
One lone person
Fingers clutching the one memory of him
Looked out a single lone window
Of a single lonely house
REMEMBERING…

II
A boy and a girl
Two people
Sneaking glances in a Mexican restaurant

III
TICK, TOCK, TICK, TOCK
Evening turned to Midnight
Midnight turned to
[it’s] three in the morning, she said.
Ok, he said.

IV
He slid a ring, heavy and warm
Off his fourth finger
And gave it to her

V
And he asked
Do you hear those waves?
Five whispered words
So simple
So heartbreakingly sweet, so romantic

VI
Golden orange, like the summer sun
With tips of bright red, like hearts
The six petals of a single flower by his door
Vibrant colors making the background fade
Like those cute black and white pictures

VII
Was he protecting them both?
When he warned her not to like him?
Well… because I live too far away…
Seven cold words

VIII
Her heart had shattered
Into eight thousand pieces

IX
She still feels his shirt, taken right off his back
Trapped with his heat
Hugging around her
A warm blanket
She wore it on the night of the ninth

X
July to May
Ten months passed

XI
Eleven times
She dreamt of him in one night
Eleven times

XII
Midnight.
And she is still at that window
Clutching, in her hands, the one memory of him
A silver turtle ring
With twelve squares around its shell

XIII
I wish you still love me.
Because, after all, I still love you.
Thirteen.

Description
I
One lone person
Fingers clutching the one memory of him
Looked out a single lone window
Of a single lonely house
REMEMBERING…

II
A boy and a girl
Two people
Sneaking glances in a Mexican restaurant

III
TICK, TOCK, TICK, TOCK
Evening turned to Midnight
Midnight turned to
[it’s] three in the morning, she said.
Ok, he said.

IV
He slid a ring, heavy and warm
Off his fourth finger
And gave it to her

V
And he asked
Do you hear those waves?
Five whispered words
So simple
So heartbreakingly sweet, so romantic

VI
Golden orange, like the summer sun
With tips of bright red, like hearts
The six petals of a single flower by his door
Vibrant colors making the background fade
Like those cute black and white pictures

VII
Was he protecting them both?
When he warned her not to like him?
Well… because I live too far away…
Seven cold words

VIII
Her heart had shattered
Into eight thousand pieces

IX
She still feels his shirt, taken right off his back
Trapped with his heat
Hugging around her
A warm blanket
She wore it on the night of the ninth

X
July to May
Ten months passed

XI
Eleven times
She dreamt of him in one night
Eleven times

XII
Midnight.
And she is still at that window
Clutching, in her hands, the one memory of him
A silver turtle ring
With twelve squares around its shell

XIII
I wish you still love me.
Because, after all, I still love you.
Thirteen.