He walks with her, their hands together, heads held high above the
Waves of jealousy and resentment thinly disguised as
Better judgment.
We live in crowded hallways flooded with feelings from fractured hearts,
But they walk on the water, buoyed by happiness
And love.
I stop as I watch them float down the hallway and around the corner
Like orange and yellow life preservers for all those who have
Lost hope in love.
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