Out of Sync

Tears slowly flowingdown his cheekthey sit there in silenceno need to speak.He grabs her hand but it’s cold and bleakhe feels her fadingand starts to freak.They’re on new pathsno longer in syncshe touches his facebut his memory blinksand as she goes his knees fall weaknever looking back she’s light on her feet.On the outside she’sContinue reading “Out of Sync”