bicycles

it was good then.

so good.

it was not perfect. it didn’t have to be.

he had a bicycle before she came.

she was gifted one by a lesbian couple.

that is another story.

they went everywhere.

bicycles-red
photo credit: pixabay

he was the tour guide, the protector, the man.

she was the perpetual tourist in this new land.

he was bigger than life.

he told crazy stories that made her laugh until she doubled over.

they masked the pain of the stories that were not funny.

she listened when he told those stories.

she saw his tears, felt his pain.

he listened to her stories.

he saw her tears, felt her pain.

even in that, there was nothing but open road before them.

it was good then.

so good.

(copyright 2016 jane doe)

 

 

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