surprise
2003-01-09 - 11:50 a.m.
Last night your street was quiet. A few houses still had lights burning, more upstairs than downstairs. Your house was still.
I parked down the street so, in case you were awake, you wouldn't hear my engine shut off in front of your window. Hikers are quiet on your front steps. Shoes are quieter than heartbeats. Somehow I managed to restrain the urge to knock, and so many others. Instead I left colour, fragrance, taste and crinkling cellophane to speak for me.�
Pretend it's 10th grade. Leave me a note.
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