Afterthought

"There's nothing wrong with the blueberry pie. Just... people make other choices. You can't blame the blueberry pie, just... no one wants it." She hung up. I was telling her about my Christmas plans. I was telling her that I planned to stock up on food, beer and cigarettes. I could go on and tell you a tragic story about how I couldn't run any more because of the cigarettes, but I'd be lying. Cigarettes never bothered my running. I was improving, and would definitely finish the spring marathon in a respectable time. No, it wasn't the cigarettes. How self-centred could I be! No, maybe it was Justin. She had broken up with Justin a few weeks back. I would never see her point. She didn't expect me to. We had agreed not to talk about it. I couldn't help bringing it up every other time. She had been patient and had politely changed the topic every time. Justin was staying over at my place for Christmas. She hung up because I was telling her how gr...

"I met my girl at Woolwich Pier Beneath the big cranes standing And oh, the love I felt for her It passed all understanding" Her hair brushed my face. The perfume was sweet and poignant; nostalgic and refreshingly new. "Took her sailing on the river Flow sweet river, flow London town was mine to give her Sweet Thames flow softly" We had tea from the shack outside College. We drank in the sweet warm liquid and we drank in the view of College. Both spread warmth. I took her hand in mine. My hands were always warmer. "Made the Thames into a crown Flow sweet river, flow Made a brooch of Silver town Sweet Thames flow softly" It was a pity she wasn't around while I ran for her. I couldn't tell her that I was running for her. At the finish line, I realized I hadn't run for her. Instead, I had run for the father and daughter who were now alone, the man in the wheelchair who was now alone, and I ran for the leprechaun who was now al...