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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