~walking~

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I am very bored so I took a walk.

I just like the way the wind feels in my hair and on my skin.

Just makes me feel like...... I'm free.

But then i am pulled back into reality and see I am still in front of my office building with my caged off office life, shit head coworkers, and my 'perfect' husband...he's a shit head too.

I walk down the hallways down to my office when i hear grunting.

I stop in my tracks to see my shit head coworker Travis at his desk.

I can only see his upper half but i can tell his bottom half was fully unclothed.

So i kept walking.

My desk was only five desk down from his so in a quiet room you could hear his skim to skin contact really clear.

I just look down.

I hear a similar moan.

I just put in my headphones.

BUT I CAN STILL HEAR THEM!

I slam my headphones down and see that they have stopped.

That makes me happy but I'm still leaving.

I began to walk down the hall

but not before I lock eyes with Travis.

His shit head blue eyes....

mine are better.

Then I look over to see a brown haired boy struggling to put clothes on.

He finally gets them on and we lock eyes.

I don't even think i can cry.

I've cried enough .

He looks like he is about to cry too.

Why should I care though?

Why do i care?

I really care too much.

His mouth opens and closes like a fish out of water.

Then i hear a faint "scott?"

He tries to walk forward but I just do like always....

walk away.

He should be home at 1am

I think he wants to finish.

I walk down the street

and just keep walking.

My feet really hurts from always walking.

I see lights in a far distance.

I would walk for him so I should walk for myself too.

I walk towards the bridge.

It was 'calling me'.

But I actually stopped walking for once.

Feels good...

Feels fucking great actually.

I pull a picture out of my wallet and see that it's him.

We were both smiling.

Was he ever really happy?

I can't think at the moment so i keep walking.

Fuck My Life.

I am now standing on the edge of the bridge

Yea.....you 'looked' happy

But I can't think so I walk off the bridge

Walk away from myself

From you

And this shit head world

I'm still walking and it hurts.

But i walked for you so it's ok.

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