Three
Isolated near the edge of the park
I swung facing towards him
As he stayed in place
Dragging his shoes in the pea-rocks
I tried comforting him
Yet I knew his place in my heart kept shrinking
He said
You wouldn’t understand
Since you’re successful
I asked why
To which he said
Because you’re happy
I chose not to keep on faking a frown like his
Since after all he was right
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