What Happened To Her, They Asked
She grew up and no longer wanted to be as oblivious as the girl her friends believed she was
The girl he had proof existed between Friday evenings and Monday mornings
She laughed and played on swings
She took kissing photos in parking garages and laughed when he asked that she do it upside down
She wiped frozen yogurt and cake icing from her face when he was feeling playful and put her hair in a ponytail when she feared he may push her in the lake
She felt love then without looking
But near the end she looked for it in his words
And he was a man of few
– darnell lamont walker
writers are always confessing 