Chapter 32 of 37

Snowy reilization

Poetry from a weird potato human147 words~1 min read

As I take very light steps on the snow in my flats

I breath into my scarf as the night town lights on my face

I sit on a bench in the park

I look around its Christmas Eve and I see couples walking around laughing

I chuckle and drink my coffee

I've always wished that was me but sadly

No one has ever asked me

Or at least who I truly liked

So every Christmas Eve I sit in the park and admire everything from afar

As if it was a movie

I then spot something that hit like a truck

The guy I've liked for a long time kissing a girl

I weakly smile and walk by them

Everything blurs

I quickly get home and sit on my bed

As I look at my snowy coat i realize something

A very sad and snowy realization

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