He looks at me, the corners of his mouth curling upwards. His eyes aimed at my lips.

****.

He takes a few cautious steps, arms out, like Jesus ******* Christ.

Save me.

He's close, so close. He dives as I swerve and tangle into him.

Oh.

We part, his face twists as he looks at me

"Why won't you let me be with you?" He whispers.

"Because I can't"