Kate: She was alone standing mouth wide open as the car zoomed off. She wished more than anything that she could suck those words back into a stupid memory but she couldn't. So she stood alone and cold.
Erin: She drove away wondering why a joke could make her turn so cold, she knew it was true, it was all true, but she was a girl and with so much ability to love came more opportunities to hurt. So she drove away and wrote a poem in her head .
Kate: The truth was like an impressionistic painting sometimes you are too close to see what is really there. Sometimes what was right before your eyes only came into view when you took a step back and saw it in the grand scheme of things. Perspective is a powerful weapon.
Erin: Painters paint the mountains purple and the sky pink knowing thats how it should be. they paint perspective. It can also be a powerful gift. but i am not a painter, so I'll watch as my life is painted and hope he's using beautiful colors
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