Falling

It has been a while since we last talked, last met and since the last time I wandered alone in the streets at an hour like this.

It is so nice and peaceful night.

"Long time not seeing you old friend" I shouted at the moon, but obviously no response. "I thought I'd see him tonight , have you seen him lately?" I continued. Good thing no one is as crazy as me to go out in the woods at a time like this, but I really wish he were here now.

We weren't close friends. We were just a bit more than acquaintances, a bit less than friends. We met. We talked. We drove. We had coffee together but I still don't know his name.

It's getting darker. I feel scared and lost maybe it wasn't a good idea to wander aimlessly in the woods at a time like this. Like how in hell would he be here, especially after telling me that we won't meet anymore. Maybe the reason I'm here is that I don't want him to see me, not in this state Anyway,,, I can see the end of this darkness. Finally, I think I should run,, that's really fun, I'm running............

I'm not running anymore. I'm falling.........