I see you everywhere the wolf flash of your smile in the rearview mirror the tremor of your hand disappearing behind a pillar as the corner mounds
I pick up the pace.
I live in fear of memories of you.
I wake up screaming, remembering that night, you took my innocence. your touch lingers just as the last time I feel your hand in mine telling me to hide.
suddenly, I am no longer treading circles on a rubber walk.. but in the air.
your bruises were healing and I was clinging to the...