Tuesday


tired.
kyra, i miss you. come eat the rest of the cake,
and we can talk about issues that 
some people are too grown up to understand,
and we can pretend to have giant chins,
and intervention is making me just a little
bit nervous and we can have grape bubblegum
that is so so so sticky
and you kidnapped my brand new shiny white toothbrush
and you kidnapped my brand new shiny white tshirt.
i have to go to the airport in the morning and
you are my very very very best friend
and i love you.

see you thursday/we should have nicknames.