claire was holding my hand
and somehow,
it didn't fit.

"you smell like cigarettes..."
her hand was too small,
she walked too close to me,
she wanted a kiss every few steps.

"i just had one."
it had become a regular thing,
me smoking before i endured time with claire.

it didn't feel natural.

"Clyde,
does this have anything to do with her?"
i went to reassure her yet again.
after that fight we had,
i realized that claire liked me more than i thought.

i couldn't hurt her.

i opened my mouth to speak,
stopping when i'd seen a flash of blonde and blue.

"you're dating..."
and when i'd heard Bonnie's voice,
i felt like i'd cheated on her.
it took me a lot not to pull away from claire.