Bystander / Precursor
Don’t do this to me. We were gonna have a nice day. A fun day. At the park. I know he couldn’t come. That’s okay. I just wanted to get dressed. I wanted to do my hair. I wanted to cock my hat to the side. I wanted to put on too many shirts and too many accessories. We were going to write that song. My nails still aren’t black. And yours are chipped. I’m listening to #19. I don’t know any other song on this album. You probably don’t even know this artist. I’m sorry for all the pain you feel. I’m sorry for the abrupt shift in energy. I’m sorry for saying sorry. I don’t say it out of pity, I say it because I care. Even if I don’t know how to show it. Just sitting by you, until I’m ushered out of the room. Closed doors. Sitting in silence, then ambience. I love you, I hope you know I do. If I have to leave, I’m sorry. Happy birthday.