After 3clicks and im still jogging.. i'm gasping for air, i know i can't push on further. oh no crap. please do not make me go through the same hiatus again. I think i'm really through...
"are you okay?!" i saw beads of perspiration rolled down his cheeks.
when i saw him, i rolled my eyes and my legs gave in. he held me over to the bench.
god, my head is whacking, my heart is thumping, i can feel my least bit of energy draining off..
i stood there, rested for a good 45minutes. feeling like a total idiot cause of my intrepidity to jog alone. i thought i can. i thought i really can.
he asked me where i lived. i told him im fine.
he asked if im really okay. i told him im okay now.
he told me my face was as white as a sheet. i told him...
no, i kept quiet.
he offered to walk me home. i told me i can manage. i thank him and walked my frail body back...
oh god. what is happening to me?
still alive, with love,
jess
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