That One Pigeon

As our love grew I saw the jealousy in the other bird’s eyes. They wanted their leader back, the one that protected them from the villainous children. I knew that I should let my beloved go but I was far too selfish for that. I couldn’t let it go. I had watched from a distance for years, now I wanted to be with it for years. One of the last times I went to the park my pigeon didn’t come straight for me, it was too busy ‘talking’ with the other pigeons. That was just the beginning of our end.