First time I've slapped a guy.

Not the first time I gave someone the finger.

But the first time I've meant it so much, and it was directed at this guy I've slapped.

First time I've cried on the street, for a friend,

scratch that,

for a sister,

and what do I get in return?

(Mind you, this all happened within one day,

today.

Just now.)

Answer:

a broken heart.

All I was asking for was for my sisters' heart to be spared.

Is that too much?

x

Not everyone's a perfect communicator,

turns out a portion of those who have this problem,

just need time to overcome it.

So glad you're back,

it's been a long while since,

the wait, longer still.

B.

It's one of those days where I actually

*wait for this*

miss my dad.

My feelings

are in return,

reflected of the weather -

a Red Rainstorm.

Must be teenage hormones.

B.