Ribcage

xiv

I tried. And failed.

All I get is a massive blow of cigarette smoke on my face, up my nose, and down to my poor fragile lungs

Nevertheless, I breathed him, slowly, fearlessly, staring back into his eyes filled with a cloudy haze admist the striking electricity of its blue.

But then he pulled himself away from the sidewalk, away from my piercing stare, away from whatever connection we just had (or did not have) and just walked away from me.

What a coward.

                                              - Lindie