that was the summer my mom quit her job. she had to stay home with me because i wouldn't stop crying and dripping blood on the carpet.
that was the summer i started smoking cigarettes because tobacco tasted better than the ghost of your lips on mine.
that was the summer i didn't leave my room. i was afraid to see the world. i was mostly afraid to see you again.
that was the summer my dad tried to unload his gun in my head. he said he did it out of love. i think he was scared.
that was the summer you broke my heart. you told me i was too difficult to love. it's been years since i've last held you but i still can't seem to forget the feeling of my hands on your waist.