QueenBee

My therapist told me not to punch waves

I think it was supposed to be a metaphor

I don't punch waves

I throw myself into them

Relentlessly

Until I can't feel the pain

If I called you

Right now

In the middle of the night

If I called you in tears

And said I don't know

I don't know how to do this anymore

Maybe I never did

One second I'm fine

The next

We can do hard things.

We can push through heartbreak,

The tears of feeling like we're not wanted,

Like we're not good enough,

We can splash in them.

We can laugh and cry in the same breath

I told myself

Over and over

My future lies within that year

Within a heart so icy

It froze my own

Within eyes so guarded

They became attackers.

By seeking to reclaim our past

Will Byers fell in love with his best friend Mike Wheeler.

Mike Wheeler was not in love with him back.

Mike Wheeler fell in love with a new girl with psionic abilities

Whose name was the number Eleven

He likes the solidity

Of having protection,

His big friendly guardian

Always beside him.

She liked the companionship,

How he always had a quip.

They talked about everything under the sun