chapter one: trying to catch up.
it had rained the night before.
the puddles stuck to my shoes.
my feet got wet,
but i didn't mind.
i counted how many times
i saw you smile.
i lost count after nineteen.
you have nice eyes.
and i like your hands.
chapter two: playing catch up.
it smelled like morning.
coffee and yawns.
ciggarettes.
soon, it became afternoon.
too soon.
but then,
you made time stand still.
your face was like a blanket.
the gravity had left me.
just right.
