“Let’s Run!” You said. And we ran, measuring the distance with each step. My long strides squeezing the life out of the sand as I ran ahead elated. I could hear my breath as I escaped an unnatural silence. I looked behind at you and hit a wall. Blood oozed out of my forehead and colored my hazy eyes as they focused on your departing silhouette. My heart kept pounding. I heard your footsteps fade away. I lost you somewhere on the way. I smiled, still reeling at the sharp taste of blood and sweat. Bring it on.
I've never done this before. Neither have I. I think it's too early. I'm not sure if I'm ready. I'm scared. I feel funny. Is it supposed to be like this? I always thought it would be different. Not with you. Never with you. I can do without this. Oh, I don't need this either. What about tomorrow? Yeah, today won't be the same after this. We won't be the same after this. There's no turning back. It feels right though. I feel fine. Alright, I'll do it. I'll do it. I love you. I love you.