I was speeding a fair amount through the city when I came to a red light. I'd have run it, but the traffic crossing was too heavy, so instead I took the moment to think of what I would say to her when I got there and stopped her leaving. Do I promise to change, or just focus on the good times we'd had? Or, maybe I should remind her of... and it was then that I noticed that the lights weren't changing.
The beehive in the traffic light took her away.
Which turned out to be for the best.
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