Your jet black hair blows in the wind as we walk towards your house in the night.
A red scarf is wrapped around your neck, it covers your mouth.
I wish you'd take it off, so that way I could hear your shaky breath.
As I'm walking behind you you seem to be walking faster.
I walk faster.
We're almost to your house.
You start to run.
I start to run.
I reach out to you, I tackle you to the ground.
I held both ends of your red scarf as it tightened around your neck.
As I look into your lifeless teary eyes, I can tell,
You love me.
I love you too.
Goodnight.
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PoetryA collaboration of poems and short stories written by me, I hope you enjoy.