Ed blushes. What makes Ed blush? Two hearts, pink pastel, chalked with care, separated by a crack meandering carelessly.
Ed blushes. One pink heart already half-blue with cold: sensible shoes pass by, over them, avoid them all day.
Ed blushes. Shuffles, head bowed, looking down, tracing his way along the cracks to the harbour, to the heart of where it all began. |