Fading

Fading

By Allie Marie

Names left scribbled on the asphalt

in faded blue lines.

In the summer’s heat,

our toes trace out the memories

before the rain

comes to take them away.

We’re the only ones here

as we search to gain another year.

Our palms press together 

afraid to become strangers.

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