''Laughter''

''Do you remember when-''

'' shud up.''

''I don't remember anything.''

I place my poems in the middle,
                                                         ­                              I place my poems to the side.

I play my words
                                like a fiddle knowing
                                                         ­             our ideas can't coincide.

"She uses an insane amount of emojis."
"Whether this is to reflect her vibrant happiness or her joy to see me, I don't know."

"Cakes, flowers, stars, fireworks."
"You name it, she would use it."

"But at times I wonder: is she masking her emotions with the squabbles of pictures she sends my way?"

"Because once I see strawberries and cake as a response to my, "hi" I can't see if she is upset or angry."

"I just smile and begin to laugh into my phone, I could be laughing when she is on the other side crying."


"Who?"

"Rose."