i saw a high school couple making out when i came around the corner of the trail by the parking lots. when they saw me, they seemed a little embarrassed. i waved and smiled because young love is beautiful, or what we perceive to be at least. the girl had a buzz cut, almost as if she was growing her hair back from tragedy. she waved back and i continued walking. i get about 20 feet from my car and i hear foot steps coming my way. i turn around and they’re racing to their car.
young love, i could use that type of innocence again.
-ratha, 3:26pm, 9.20.17