Monroe-West

I've been docked at port far too long, Watched you fall for every siren's song. I'm jumping ship, mutineering to cut the mooring lines; Tie me up and toss me overboard before I change my mind. Let's weigh anchor; this ship has sailed. I'm forsaking the Great White Whale. I watched you drown the Titanic, But I won't go down with this friendship. The horizon bleeds red sunrise; Tempests rage behind monsoon eyes. There are monsters of my own design waiting to drag me beneath; I could go two thousand leagues if only you would go with me. Let's weigh anchor; this ship has sailed. I'm forsaking the Great White Whale. I watc

 Clack, clack, clack...the sound bores through my skull like a drill. Her four-inch stilettos on the sidewalk outside. I can pick it out of even the most muddled cocktail of city noise. The sunshine wafts in on a light spring breeze; pages of my term report shuffle aimlessly around before settling like feathers on the floor. I'm bent over double, picking them up, frantic when the clacking stops just beyond my door. The only thing separating me from her. The door opens. I'm on my knees, papers clutched to my bare chest like the last fibers of my life. It is finals week. Her smile permeates my skin though, and it fills the archway. "Hey, stra