With his voice lowered and his tone softened, he stood up and walked over to me. He tried to put his arms around me, but I flinched away. " Please DON'T touch me...I think you've already touched me enough" I whispered with tears brimming in my eyes. "Is that what this is all about?" he asked " We...we talked about that...and how that...that was just an accident. I'm...I'm sorry that happened. We're still friends!" he assured with a nervous smile, reaching out to put a hand on my shoulder. I didn't want him to touch me, I didn't want any of this to be happening. How did everything turn so bad so fast. I wish I could simply go back to the way things used to be. I wanted to runaway , to just dissapear into the night. I wanted to be gone, gone Like the Wind.