I was sitting outside crying.
I wasn’t trying to get attention and I wasn’t trying to make you mad.
I was trying to calm down and breathe.
I was talking in the air around me that wasn’t cluttered with dusty wine glasses and filthy opinions.
I was watching the way the stars twinkled.
And in doing so I thought maybe I would find validation for my emotions as well as a form of respect…
But you didn’t give me time to breathe.