Day leans in toward me. He reaches up to touch my face. I can tell it still hurts him to use his fingers and his nails are dark with dried blood. Youre brilliant he says. But youre a fool to stay wish someone like me.I close my eyes at the touch of his hand. Then were both fools.
Have you ever noticed how when youre happy time seems to pass by fast while when youre miserable it goes real slow Life would have been a blink with you whether it lasted a millennium or a month.