Monday, July 18, 2011

A little detour.

The corridors of the train and its miniscule seating brought M back from the airport.

"A little detour, maybe." He wondered. 
"Meet me before your work!"

A text was sent to her.
A meter away from her workplace...he finally met her after the long weekend.

"Welcome back..." She humbly said.

He gave her a meaningless present...
And proceed to poke her palm continuously.
She however, held his hands thereafter.

Warm and gentle...as it always have been.

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