For Em

Once upon a time,
There was this girl that weirded me out.
She had all the same interests as me,
And a real quirky personality.
Someone who laughed at my jokes,
Who i shared movie nights with,
Or quiet spells where we shed our trauma onto each other.
Watching the reaction yawn over the others’ face,
And repeating the process over and over again.

Then our classes changed,
and we moved far enough apart
to wince at the thought of visiting.

In July, I was supposed to go see her.
To have one of those famed movie nights, or quiet spells.

I rain checked.

Her roommate found the body 3 days later.
This same girl
Who sat with me in the rain,
Who said outlandish things to make me smile.

Who i loved. i think.
But i guess i’ll never know