taking the picture, he wonders:
did her lover leave her at the altar?
why does she sit here alone staring at the tower?
finally, he works up the courage and plops down next to her
"ahem... we'll always have Paris", he says tentatively
Author notes: https://allpoetry.com/contest/2791333--372---MAX-6-lines---PHOTO-is-prompt photo thanks to wallsheaven.com
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