You’re going to fail
I whisper to myself
You’re going to wish away the rest of this year
Write stupid notes in your stupid book and then without so much as a hint of fear
You’ll jump right in.
I want you to remind me what you believed would catch you so you wouldn’t fall
I want to know why you trusted it so much you weren’t afraid to jump
I want to know why you’re even going to bother
How much did you expect when it’s always all about her.
I don’t want to hear anything more about how perfect and beautiful and wonderful
She is
Because she is.
And I’m not and I’ll be forever reminded whenever I miss him so much I can’t stand it and I decide I’ll just get lost in his voice at least I have that much
That I’m not.
I wish I could whisper you tales of the time we first met.
You’re going to wander the beach
Then the forest
Then to places you haven’t been
Then back to the beach
Then back to the forest
You’re going to do that until you see the video
And then you’re going to break.
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