I can feel you searching 'round my brain. Looking for a way to make a wave. Floating out and in. In and out again. Until our falling thoughts cascade together.
The time has come again. Slowly walking down the steps. To where she would have been. If only they were seventeen. . Waiting patiently. He stood between her fray scene.
Decided. To sneak up away. From your stomach. And try your pulse. And captured. What seemed all. Unknowing and candid. But they suspected. It was false.