my mother said i was indifferent to emotions and that the person who falls in love with me would have to suffer. how do i tell her that i have so much love stored in the blue bucket for when I'm brave enough, i will spill that over everyone i've ever loved? all my love is piling up from the hug backs i have saved for i don't know when. the rhododendrons i brought home for they'd like it is rotting in my room but someday i will run and hug involuntarily instead of only smiling in return and then, love would come easily for me in pink plastic wrappers from that blue bucket.
