Wednesday Afternoon

I was sitting in front of a happy couple. They laughed so hard, like trying to tell everyone they're meant to be a lover. I was sitting in front of the couple, alone. My mind flowing in the air asking about a job, to think anything. Eyes were rolling, but looking at them. Butterfly smiles, tree swings. They caught me in the eyes, I left. I carried a diary in my hand, holding it like it is His hand. Tears falling, I don't mind. And I heard a voice, ringing loud in my ear. The one keeps telling, "Don't look back."