11.25pm

There I sat, facing the other side of the little road.

Wala Wala. That band you said we should catch.

On a Wednesday.

We should have went to watch them play. But I didn’t make it happen. And you didn’t ask again. Perhaps asking twice is your limit.

I don’t feel as much pain.

But I still feel the little ache that reminds me of what should have been.

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