my lungs taste salty when i think of it.
when i think of how bad i want her
how i want to stay with her,
seeing her each day
in class and at rehearsal
my breath gets shallow when i think of it
when i think of never hearing her rant
or hearing her pretty laugh
or watching her from the other side of the room
because pretty soon
she won’t be in the room.
my heart beats faster when i think of it
wh...