Excerpts I'll Never Tell

17

My heart goes out to you. Forgetting.
I take moments inbetween the little things and my hands shake. Reminding me of a day dream in a former life. Funny how it seems like yesterday. It's slipped away, but I would've followed you at 17. Standing in the pouring rain or looking up at a black sun. Eventually, I'll have peace of mind. I'm still counting the time.