#grummon

1. denial comes in many forms and tonight it turns you into the hungry social media guru: you crawl your network, refresh your email, scour your feeds, hunting—scrabbling—longing for scraps of news. anything. the hours roll past without you— you, who have already lost. 2. anger leaks out of you like a dripping faucet, but instead of water it’s dripping blood and the faucet is on fire and everything is on fire and you would rather goddamn die than have to sit there in a hollow classroom where her stuff is still piled neatly on her desk and your teachers are still weeping and you, you of the thick glasses and the heavy coats, never once told her you loved her when she was around to hear it. 3. helplessness because what better to remind an invincible teenager of their own mortality than assigning homework one last time and walking out of their life forever? helplessness because it wasn’t supposed to happen like this it wasn’t supposed to end like this