My mom asked me how you were doing the other day. She didn’t ask how I was because she could hear it in my voice.

No sympathy because of my choice. 

You were first the heart I ever broke and the only reason I won’t say it’s the last is because of my heart attack.

Love as clear as glass but shatters like it too. 

No stitches, surgery or super glue, could cure this disease. Therapy doesn’t grow on trees.

Neither does love. Neither does loyalty. And neither does royalty.

All of those are earned, then spread like bad germs. Just wait your turn 

That’s what my friends are telling me. Just wait your turn. That’s what you deserve. That what the end is telling me.

That’s what the sins are telling me.

One sin outweighs 1,000 grins. One sin could set you back a gen. 

Maybe 10 generations. Not able to leave shit in the past. Constipation. 

Standing ovations. Overwhelming donations. Participation in Inaugurations don’t even measure up.

What the fuck. Such is life 

Thoughts spinning in my snap back. Carrying the universe in my backpack. And it all started with a snap chat.

How did it end up like this? It was only a kiss. It was only a kiss 

No examples of the answers. I can only learn from the cancers.

What the fuck. Such is life