Please, can't you say it?
I'm tired of guessing.
Why skip around the truth
Rather than outright admitting it?
We dance like fireflies
Flying around
Not hitting the mark
But making a dent
Making a sound.
Please just say what we're thinking
Please, I beg you.
I promise we feel the same way.
I promise I won't judge you.
I stayed up until midnight with my brother
in that horrible hotel room in North Carolina.
(I say horrible because I hate going down south
hate the Trump bobblehead in my nonny and poppy's house
Swallow your tears.
No crying in public.
Why are you surprised?
This has been happening since you were two.
He’s the angel
You’re not.
I saw a photo of our band from last year
our Wind Ensemble
the intern we all fell in love with
the conductor we adore
everyone was together
and I just...
gah.
I wanted to yell STAY
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