red | j.jk

lockers

i went into the boys locker room, behind the gym. somehow it still smelt like sweat and deodorant mixed together, not a very pleasant smell. i brushed my locker lightly with my fingers, instantly hearing your voice in my head. remember that day when you took my little piece of innocence that was left? you had slammed me against my locker and kissed my lips ever so passionately. you were only a few years older than me, but i can remember how i felt, as if i had no control because you had it all. yeah, me too.