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She came around to the back

She parked her car 

 and didn’t even bother

With inquiring at the front

She just walked around the building to the back

I was sitting on an empty crate

Just outside the overhead doors

Taking a break

Smoking a cigarette

She stood there for a minute

Just looking at me

There was tension

I honestly did not know

If she was there because

She couldn’t stand being away from me

For another second

Or if she was going to throw my keys

At me and tell me

She had had enough

And oddly

I was okay either way

If I could have just frozen that moment

Walked away from it

And never learned the outcome

I don’t think I would ever had wondered

Not much

I knew it was going to be over soon anyway

Just like you know when the season

Is about to change even though it hasn't yet

We ran out of good times

That’s all

We just ran out of good times