You. Deserve better than I could have given you. You're being more reasonable about this than I ever could be, on top of everything else you're going through. I have so much respect for you and it hurt me to do that.
You. I don't know why you keep calling me, but it makes me feel important. You listen to me always, except when I'm bagging on myself. I'm really glad to know you and I'm excited to see who you'll become.
You. Will always have that 'since elementary school' best friend title. I don't know what I would do without you. You can drive now. We're seniors. We have a baby class. We are so much older than we were sophomore year. Only two years. We've got this show and one more together. I don't even know what to say to you. You are my sister and I love you.
You. Oh you. I missed your voice. You notice how I haven't yet directly said it to you? You fell asleep and I did. I'm smiling. My mother says our ship broke through the ice and pushed into the sunshine side. In a child's voice. Forgive her intrusion. Your stupid-tiredness makes this puppy trust humans again, at least for this week.
You. You are a terrible person this week and you will be alone for the rest of the year because your idiot heart is taken. And you deserve it, so shut up already. Or say something worth listening to. You assume too much. You shy away too much. Commit to yourself and then speak with conviction. Stop being ambiguous. Lose weight. Do your work. Stop hurting people.
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