Crashing shoes against the gravel rung in the worthless piece of shit's ear.

Soft thin arms wrapped around his body, carrying him.

Frigid tears flooded against his chest.

His eyes crept open, the sun's ray flashed, a familiar, blurry stark figure pressed him against his chest.

Failing to find his words, he whimpered.

His head spun: slumber beckoned him as he stepped into the dark.

Thank you for never letting go.