i sit cross legged
on the fence
and stare at the horizon
the sun is setting
and
i can't look away
he is running
from what i could tell
by the sound of his steps
i hear him breathing
but i don't
turn around
the wind whips through my hair
and i pull my sweater because
it's fallen off my shoulder
again
as much as i tried to resist it
it's fall now
the air is crisp and cold against my cheeks
and i remember that it's the third time this week that i forgot my chapstick
he could have looked at me
but i wouldn't have noticed
and it wouldn't have mattered if i did
i don't smile
and i don't talk
i just watch the sun light everything it touches on fire
and i secretly wish
that i could do the same
a dog barks
somewhere in the distance
and i think about going home
i see a light on
in a kitchen
across the street
the picture of that life inside the frame of that home
seems small
and sad
it hurts to feel restricted
restrained
stay wild at heart
says the necklace
that is always tangled in my hair
i kick the fence
with my heels and stare up into the night
i don't know who i am
and neither does he
he picks up his bag
and walks towards me
his footsteps
crunching on the dry grass
the cold wind
envelops me
as my sweater slips down again
his breath is warm
as he kisses my shoulder
before he walks away
i don't smile
and i don't talk
eventually the stars appear
and i can't look away
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