train wreck ✓

twenty-nine.

and yet again, i followed him.

i followed him out the house, down the streets, past the tracks, and back up the fire escape to the rooftop we'd once decided was ours. where miles had relapsed and where i'd learned about her.

from below, it looked like nothing but up on the top where it seemed to be easier to breathe, it was amazing. the sky looked even more blue and it felt as poetic as can be. and miles, he looked all too down to fit in; he was standing and leaning over the side, flicking ash off the bud of his cigarette.

from the way his body tensed, he knew it was me. i chuckled, "don't fall."

"you know, i remember a time when i could come up here and not think about you. i could be alone and suicidal but you've invaded my thoughts and i can't evade you."

i wanted to smile at the way he made me feel but my lips wouldn't quirk upwards, "is that a bad thing?"