Walked

Being ran over,
I walked;
Being crushed,
By love,
With love,
I walked;

I walked to my car
Not knowing
Her destination,

My nav system,
In my car
Not knowing
Astronomy

Of stars twinkling
A smile upon her face,
Her hair in a curve,

And space time colliding
I crashed down,

Stood straight,
Stopped walking straight
Ready to be fired upon
At a wall
My back to it

And I'm cold
Cold here in bed

But you called at least;

Call my number,
Call my name

Call me sweet again,
Remember those flowers I wanted to give you?-

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