Does anyone even care anymore?
Because crutches don't work on a broken heart. You can't cast it up and tell me not to use it for 6 weeks. It won't heal.
I watched the tiny brunette break the boy's nose, and the dark haired exotic break the ribs,
but the blonde, your blonde, went straight for the heart. The trainer on sight was not equipped with the right bandages or even the right vocabulary tests to teach her how to deal with the phenomena.
They gave me rest as a prescription, but all this time I'm staring at the ceiling with eyes glued to the idea that waking up from the dreams is harder than sleeping without them. Thinking leads to aching. I think we need a different surgeon, because guess what: IT STILL HURTS.
Crackers and soup. Netflix. More sleep. Moving on with your life. Kissing a thousand new girls. Melatonin. Ibuprofen. People think they're doctors but they don't know how to deal with a disease plagued civilization.
Even in my new life, you're my motivation; to do better, to hit harder, to win stronger, it's always on you. Because I'd like to show you what you're missing, or maybe make you miss what I'm showing. Maybe it's supposed to impress you or remind you you've lost something worth making spare key for. Maybe I'm just as bad as the PHD's and labcoats that claim to have 8 years worth of learning what to do.
The broken nose: We're waiting for the swelling to go down before they reset it.
The Ribs: He's on medication and he's counting down until he can start lifting.
My Heart: I'll let you know when we find someone who knows the length of a real recovery.
1.4.14
"i'll favorite it when i get my ipod back"
I've been counting the days since you left, 70, and I don't know when I'll get tired of more links on my chain.
#AprilFools
You smiled in the hallways and it was almost a cruel joke for you to pass such a secret to me under the hidden canvas of people and backpacks and language unhearable.
#AprilFools
I've got news for you that only you can appreciate. I've got a need for your smile to smile itself at the exchange only your smile can smile at.
#AprilFools
Because this day is dragging on and you have yet to show up with an April Fools joke about loving me again and I wish you would.
I wish you would.
Pain is a feeling and right now all I've got is numb. I've got open eyelids and a dark ceiling because sleep is merely a memory to my brain and the covers that once held us both feel cold without your touch. Not the good kind of cold either, the winter came back when I'd stopped waking up early enough to scrape my car, cold. The icy can't feel my hands on the handlebars, cold. The climbed out of the pool because of lightening and standing alone without a towel, cold.
An April Fools day without my favorite joker, cold.
I've been replaced by the tall dark and handsome, and a simple soul with much more to give than I.
#AprilFools
I've realized I never plugged in the charger, as much as I tried to save us all I did was drain us.
#AprilFools
List after list, pile after pile, note after note, poem after poem, you can't find the key I left for you under the door mat.
#AprilFools
I wish I were better at April Fools jokes, but all I've got is truth.
and not the good kind either.
#AprilFools
#AprilFools
You smiled in the hallways and it was almost a cruel joke for you to pass such a secret to me under the hidden canvas of people and backpacks and language unhearable.
#AprilFools
I've got news for you that only you can appreciate. I've got a need for your smile to smile itself at the exchange only your smile can smile at.
#AprilFools
Because this day is dragging on and you have yet to show up with an April Fools joke about loving me again and I wish you would.
I wish you would.
Pain is a feeling and right now all I've got is numb. I've got open eyelids and a dark ceiling because sleep is merely a memory to my brain and the covers that once held us both feel cold without your touch. Not the good kind of cold either, the winter came back when I'd stopped waking up early enough to scrape my car, cold. The icy can't feel my hands on the handlebars, cold. The climbed out of the pool because of lightening and standing alone without a towel, cold.
An April Fools day without my favorite joker, cold.
I've been replaced by the tall dark and handsome, and a simple soul with much more to give than I.
#AprilFools
I've realized I never plugged in the charger, as much as I tried to save us all I did was drain us.
#AprilFools
List after list, pile after pile, note after note, poem after poem, you can't find the key I left for you under the door mat.
#AprilFools
I wish I were better at April Fools jokes, but all I've got is truth.
and not the good kind either.
#AprilFools
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