My name is Bailey, and I can tell you that I have loved before.
Today I took every story I ever wrote, and I set them on fire. You used to laugh at my frustration, remember that? "Don't worry, It'll be okay" and I believed you, because you have to admit.. you were very persuasive. "Don't worry, it'll be okay. We will live forever, you and I". I was happy with that. I remember keeping all the words in my mouth at your jokes. "Bailey when I die, you should play this song at my funeral!" I didn't think it was very funny. I loved you, you know. "Don't worry, it'll be okay. We will live forever, you and I". And then you were gone.. I. My head weighs ten pounds. Somehow your body weighs less. II. It was too easy to rattle your bones. I would play simple melodies on your ribcage but you could touch so much more with nimble fingers licking piano keys catching the cadence of forgotten rhythms in your sleep. They said you never made a sound. III.I never understood harmonics. They slip away softly in the night like stolen teeth and memories of you. IV. In my dreams.. you're always screaming. Does that sickle smile mean you're happy now? V. I am nothing if..I am not. I am. No such thing. VI. I didn't play the song at your funeral..
