“I saved your life”

Desperation, I could smell it off her from a mile

Anyone could, and they’d swoop down on sight

But it’s not my responsibility

What did I care if she died out there in the cold bitter wilderness?

Or some vulture got to her first?

Life was tough like that you dealt with it and moved on

Brown doe eyes haunt me and I can’t walk away - not this
time

So I stop and give her a ride, it doesn’t mean anything

I’m allowed to give a fuck once in awhile

The kid was right after all

She did save my life, but not in the way she thought.