My hands were tingling.
My back was cold.
My shoulders felt weak.
My legs felt like sand as i whimpered upon this anxious depression.
Over and over again, going over the bumps.
Looking at the road seemed impossible to go on.
In fact I was about to even sit down and stop.
But as I looked beside me, she was there. Smiling.
So I smiled too. And I started walking with her, without a second thought.
On the way I hit bumps along with her.
Sometimes it would be nice and smooth,
and there are times where,
Ide hit her bumps and shed hit mine.
Sometimes […]