he grabbed my wrist, it was one in the morning i was walking home. it had been a year.
apparently he had dropped out of university. and i dropped out of him and went back to my old life.
i screamed but he soon put pay to that. he was so close, suffocating me with his smell, his eyes, just him, it was him.
looking like the stars and darkness all at the same time. i missed him, i kissed him. i pulled his face, stroked his cheeks. he grabbed my waist.
"you're back" i stated. he nodded. "you taste like drugs, alcohol, sex, life" he said to me.
i didn't understand him, he didn't explain himself.
