wow
what an *******
what a jerkwad
what a *******
what a conceited,
selfish, self sacrifical
*******.

what makes you think
that you're stronger
than the rest of us?

what makes you think you can carry
this burden meant for others
and not break?

what makes you think you're not
loved like the rest of us?

what ****** you up so hard in the head
that made you believe that
you're not important?

why are you so quick
so willing
to jump in front of a moving train
if it meant saving another's life?

aren't you only 15?
why are you so tired of living?

Sunshine and daffodils—
The heat of the sun beating down on the black hair you gave me,
The flush in my cheeks after too much time outside.
Waves rolling in the pools at Waterworld,
Happy yellow flowers brightening front lawns,
Easter decorations and chocolate eggs on store shelves,
Spring and summer warm

Colored leaves and frozen windshields—
The crisp crunch beneath my feet,
The scent of chocolate chip cookies and flour-dusted countertops.
Christmas songs drifting through grocery aisles,
Board games and hot cocoa by candlelight,
The bitter wind stealing my breath away,
Fall and winter cold

All year round, I find you in everything—
In the parts of me I love when I look in the mirror,
In every tumble that ends in laughter.
In Burger King breakfast sandwiches and Coca-Cola bottles,
In the echoes of road rage—your "creep" and "jerkwad" make me smile
The world, in its quiet ways, reminds me
Of how much I love you.