Tuesday, October 1, 2013

So long.

We were standing back to back waiting for the whistle to be blown. On your mark, get set, go.


Rushing away from each other as fast as we could and sneaking glances over our shoulders. In the race together, but with different finish lines.

We ran for miles. Pounding hearts and beads of sweat rolling off our necks. You weren't wearing the proper shoes because you didn't have them now.  We both saw the end in sight and with steps to go we were pulled back. Retracted like a slingshot.


All this time running away from each other and we had to find out the hard way that this whole time our spines have been attached with a rubber band.