QueenBee

"Yeah I get it".

No you don't.

No, you don't!

Like fire

My temper

Everywhere.

I haven't been truly angry in a while

Not that I'll ever let you see.

Angry that he

The brick

I hate that all that's left

of your memory

is a couple of Polaroids

A couple of photos I snapped because I didn't know what else to take photos of

I hate that.

Nothing could ever capture your spirit

Clumsy

Clunky

I've had bad days but not like this

Why isn't it falling into place?

It feels like I'm forcing my fingers to move

And they're not in sync with my brain

Two kids

The song

The beat

The rhythm

You know the rhythm, don't you?

Pulling you up

Pulling you to me

Out there

I know it's scary

Couldn't we let go and not care

Just for tonight?

Giddy is the exhilaration

Thinking about you

Getting excited

For what, I don't know

Counting down the days until I can see you again

(Summer is hard)

Reading love stories

Listening to love songs

I cried.

I looked at the photos,

The Polaroids,

And I cried

And cried

And cried.

I couldn't feel anything.

My heart was bleeding

And I couldn't feel it.

I cried

Emotionless