HiveMind(When you are sad, I'm sad)

Just when I think I'm free, you remind me.

Yesterday someone turned around and asked if she was worth it, I replied with she still is. See, there are things that they will never see but those are the things that are sacred to me. Some people rule them off as inside jokes but there’s a bigger meaning behind these things, it’s just the tip of the iceberg. People seem to think we are just fine but we both know the truth, it’s a thing some people will never get but that’s okay because they don’t have to. This has always been a game for two, despite how many others have been dragged in to fill in for the other. People ask do you remember the first date? Of course we do, it’s permanently etched into our skin. I’ve got four broken teeth to remind me that the rest was all just small talk, you have your bee, a simple reminder that I’ll always be yours. You are the honey to my tea, the sticky to the sweet. The reason I had to constantly change my sheets but you were so much more than that, you were my mind when I lost my head. You were the thought that never left my head and the feeling of warmth that never left my bed. I still have your business card sitting on my bedside table, a faint trace of your perfume still lingers if I hold it close enough. Ticket stubs from movies we watched, you watched. I just barely managed to listen, watching your reaction. Why is it that all the greatest moments for us are followed closely by tears? This was meant to be our year.