Saturday, 14 September 2013

Skim

Moscow to Sputnik 2, we're loosing you

Thank you person who recommended this to me. I needed it.


I imagine us to be at a traffic light. You were holding my hand. Or were you? But then you dashed across the street only (half) expecting me to follow. I think it was the headlight of the car that was coming, or some black cat I thought was passing by. I didn't actually realize I was frozen to the ground until the car rushed between the space between the two of us and I felt the gust of wind. And you're signalling to me to run after you. You're looking back, with maybe a hint of irritation which you try to cover with your "soothing voice" which I know is just your i-don't-want-to-deal-with-this mode. I ruin all the fun.

So help me, because I'm scared and I can't do this alone and I just hate being this cliché of a pathetic fck.