cold shoulder

It was chilly out,
slightly more than a gentle breeze
a point to drive the message that summer’s gone
Those walking in stepped a little quicker
than those exiting,
but all steps came to a momentary standstill
as paths were crossed.
She was saying, “You don’t even buy me presents.”
He replied to those that wanted to get inside
with a pleasant, “Go ahead.”
And so we went
as he returned attention to his phone.

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