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On the first Saturday, I was a stranger in your house.
We lay side by side, your ankle over mine,
And watched re-runs of our favorite show.
Your fingers found my hand, as if by accident,
But neither of us said a word.
Your sister asked if we were going to get married.

On the second Saturday, I knew you better.
We spent the day jumping on the trampoline,
Laughing and rolling in colored leaves.
At night, we lay on your bed and stared at the ceiling
And talked about the stars.
My jacket left a constellation on your arm.

On the last Saturday, we threw a party.
We ate pizza around the koi pond and walked to the park,
Where you said goodbye to a friend.
When the sun disappeared, we piled into a car
And took sharp turns with the windows down.
The wind smelled of summer when you kissed me.

Saturdays don't happen anymore.
You promised me more Saturdays before we knew how few we had.
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Momo121798 Featured By Owner Feb 1, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
Wow I love your story telling gifts!! This is so sad yet cute. Great job
bluenightwolf Featured By Owner Jan 29, 2014  Hobbyist General Artist
This is wonderful!
Partyat3am Featured By Owner Jan 28, 2014  Hobbyist Traditional Artist
Wow, this is so emotional. Waaaah! Clap Bravo! bravo!!
TheCreativeBlondeGuy Featured By Owner Jan 28, 2014  Student General Artist
I'm not sure if I should be crying or smiling...either way this was written beautifully.
NomadicMusic Featured By Owner Jan 28, 2014  Hobbyist Photographer
I really like this. Beautiful feeling. <3
SuperAelita Featured By Owner Jan 28, 2014  Student General Artist
Thank you. :)
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January 28, 2014


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