watching the world go by through my tinted glasses
side glances, seeing him busy with his phone
plugged in, listening to ear honey
then the tears flow freely as I try not to move or make a sound
this is it, isn't it - to feel at peace, to be just part of the clockwork, to have a moment just to yourself
and that is it, head propped up, staring at the cloudy skies, where I'll be when I cease to exist
Jardin des Tuileries - my favourite park, I'm definitely coming back again.
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