Lee is extraordinary when angry.
She throws a bottle of Jack out the window of my car.
What do you mean it was an accident?
It just happened.
Nothing just happens with you.
She kicks the glove compartment,
And it pops open. She slams it shut—
Until the lock clicks.
We are both a little drunk—
From a party tonight and I shouldn't be driving,
But Lee is forcing me to have this conversation,
Away from everyone.
I pull up to her house and slam on the brakes.
I run over her trash can.
Fuck balls!
She opens the car door and slams it behind her.
I follow her up onto the porch.
Just listen, Lesley.
Don't ever call me that—Fuck you!
You and I are done.
You fucking lied Willow.
She slams the door in my face.
The sound of the lock another tumbler in place.
I open my phone and hit record.
Listen, maybe you will watch this in a year or maybe never.
I don't know,
But you need to hear this.
I love you.
I have loved you since we were in sixth grade,
You asked me to sit next to you at lunch.
I have loved you through braces and acne,
Through all the difficulties of high school.
Please don't throw away what can be for my stupidity.
Please, Lee, I love you.
You once told me—nothing worthwhile comes easy.
Give us another chance—a real chance.
I wipe the snot from my nose,
Hit the big red button,
Open messenger,
And hit send.
YOU ARE READING
Daydreamers, A Poem✔️
Poetry[Completed] Willow May is trying to survive high school- Without her best friend knowing she loves her; But one night, she records a love confession and- Accidentally sends it to everyone. Suddenly, her complicated love life becomes tragic. This...
