Katelin Walker

necklace tight against my throat
every quick breath
swallow
felt even more

the car ride is silent

creeping suspicion
that this is happening again

fingers close the dark space
grasping for mine
nausea ensues
and this feels familiar

it's not real
I focus on breathing

my voice doesn't feel my own
I numbly force it out anyways

the world spins
constant movement
the twitching of your fingers
brings me back down

my eyes never meet with yours
this whole time
afraid I'll betray myself

just friends
the night echoes
just friends