Why Hello There, Dear

It's been a long day and I just want you to listen.
But you can't even do that right, can you?
No.
You can't.

With my arm wrapped around his waist and his wrapped around mine, I felt his abs with my fingertips, feeling how thin he is. "You're so thin," I said, my voice quiet as I looked up at him.
I stared into his dark brown eyes as he looked down at me and smiled. I felt his thin fingers clutch at my hip and he said confidently, without a hint of doubt or insincerity, "You're just right."

Gah.
That child. That senior...
If only, if only.

BLECH.
Do you have any idea what tomorrow is?
The 28th of April.
I'm the only one that knows what that means, but that's fine.
It won't be announced. It won't be recognized.
But I will know.
I will feel it.
I will know.

It plays again and again my head, the closer the day comes.
Soon the day will come and I don't know how I'll be, how I'll feel.
Maybe Tayler will be here and I won't even acknowledge it.
Who am I kidding?
She'll be here and be a reminder.
We'll pretend it's not coming.
Just like, if you wish, Thursday won't.
But I'm sure you won't even remember what Thursday is.
What Thursday used to be.
Then again, maybe you will.

She looks like you know, you know.
She smiles the same.
And your eyes are are the same colour.
Except she's really preppy.
And not very cute in person.
Infact,shelooksabitlikeacutechipmunk.
Not the point.
Not really.

BLECH.
I'm done.

a bientot.