there she was.
he sat on the stoop with a bouquet of flowers in hand.
behind him, she stood at the height of the stoop, in silence.
he hung his head in between his legs, the bouquet held its posture.
behind him, she stood at the height of the stoop, in lament.
his body collapsed and became one with the cold ground, the bouquet maintained its figure.
behind him, she stood at the height of the stoop, in tears.
