Blake

You do not have to know where you are going to be headed in the right direction.

She paused to catch her breath. She had been running as fast as she could the whole way.

It was a cool fall day. I crept with the cold in the shade. What a fool i thought to myself . Playing these games to fill my days. I found a shadow to sit into and watch all the other children chase their own reasons for making believe. My seventh birthday party.

The sun opens up with my eyes. The new day breaks through the window.  Diluted warmth lays golden on my skin reminding of a past lovers touch. I worry there is not enough time to accomplishes something before i die. The warmth flickers as i hear the trees begin to chatter. I place my feet on the floor and think about my options. My intuition tells me to leave now and not worry with the consequence . I will regret this.

The sun paused to catch her breath. The day was close behind and she had been running the whole way. Where are you going i asked? “You don’t have the know where your going to be headed the right way”. she said. “Stay” I begged.  i will come to you when i can she replied and eased behind the mountains.

The shadows grew larger building my anxiety. I will stay awake all night. Just in case you come for me.

breathe.

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