you had to be there
how can I explain this so that you understand how it picked up my world and spun it dizzy til, now, I see everything differently? how can I reduce to a mere few words something that still keeps me up nights lately the tears are so close to the surface and the weirdest things will break the dam it won't make sense to tell you that I still keep thinking of the vodka bottle in the middle of the road why I want to learn to dance well how much I miss the warm fuzzy-headed weight on my chest? words fall so flat if I tell you what I saw and heard you might be shocked, might say "how awful!" and you'd be right (though you probably won't feel it the way we did) but that's not the point. image source