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East River Walk
It's a little cold outside for a walk
she said to me
but I wasn't about to take no
for an answer
the East River was just out the door
and I needed to walk it slowly
holding her or not;
I needed the release
she finally didn't come
and I went out alone and walked
for the longest time and watched
this couple sitting on a pier
a blanket around them
kissing
and I sat down on a piling and
I stared at them
and the wind hit me hard
blowing the tears from my face
I wasn't sure if I was wrong
or maybe if she just wasn't right
but I knew that somewhere
inside of me
I was scared to death of what might be
going on
and I was wondering if things
weren't slipping away from me