31-Day Poem: Day Eight

And a Beautiful Wall’s Wrath

Maybe the distance is for the best.
Maybe it was better for her
that I expected nothing in return
when paying for her bus ride
‘cause she didn’t have exact change.

Maybe it was better for her
that I took less than what she offered
when she offered my favorite candy to me.

Maybe it was better for her
that I betrayed fate, only returning a smile
as I stood and left, saying, “Good night.
Thank you for the Gummi Bears.”

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