I looked at him sitting in the passenger seat. He was cool as always, unmoving. Only the crooks in the road made him sway as we flew down the desolate road.
There were no words between us. The only noises to behold was the motor pattering and the velocity it caused. Words words words.
Although my mind was screaming, there wasn’t the need for words.
Time has always put us together. Countless hours we have spent just me and him. Inside sewer drains crawling because we could not walk where the money was for we had none.
Days in the desert we spent walking in the blaze of a hell fire sun.
In the sand I could feel the grains bite me with