On August the 1st, 1981 I cycled to Scott's house with a bb gun. We were almost 12, but we looked 13 He had baby-blue eyes that I shot him between. Nature provides, for us, a safety net. Whatever we do, we can never forget. I live with it every day, even though we've moved away. Our yesterdays are on a loop. A marathon of heart-breaking moments. The day they found me asleep on the floor, engine running, closed garage door, was the day the for-sale sign arrived on the lawn. Two weeks later and we were gone. Everyone falls through time, in a funnel it makes. But I'm staying here inside my biggest mistake. I live with it every day, even though we've moved away. Our yesterdays are on a loop. A marathon of heart-breaking moments. I live with it every day. For every step I have to pay. The only thing that they can't take- The guilt that spirals in my wake. The love I put away. Like games that children play. The hearts you choose to break. Like cars dumped in the lake. The laugh-lines on your face. The life I won't embrace. The cold house I won't leave. The guests I won't receive. I live with it every day, even though we've moved away. Our yesterdays are on a loop. A marathon of heart-breaking moments. I live with it every day. For every step I have to pay. The only thing that they can't take- The guilt that spirals in my wake.
