The first day of Autumn

Faded blue jeans and a white shirt is what she hides behind today. Closing the front door behind her she sighs and gazes into another grey morning. Tugging at her sleeves as the breeze takes hold of the end of her scarf pulling it behind her, she grabs it and tucks it firmly under the strap of her bag so her mind is free to wonder. She whispers prayers under her breath whilst walking towards another day at work, wondering what it would be like to have his fingers interlocked with hers. A look of worry across her face as she struggles to remember how to kiss, how to embrace so that she fits perfectly into him. Soon standing on the platform, alongside suitcases and pushchairs, the huffing and puffing of impatient commuters, but it’s a couple holding hands that catches her eye and she sighs again as she boards the train.


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