Afraid

I looked again into those brown eyes that somehow succeed to get stuck into my mind, my soul, and I don't know what to do. I feel lost. I'm afraid of what our kiss could mean. Can I considerate it only a spur of the moment? An impulse? A delusion? He doesn't react in any way. He looks as lost as I am.

Two teenagers who run on the road of perdition.

I hardly take away my eyes from his and I do what I know best, I run.

I run away from me,
I run away from him,
I run away from us,
I run away from everything that could be ...
I'm afraid ...

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