I got lost along the way.

Give me back the summer of '13. When the only thing we worried about was if we worked together that night. 

I want a summer where my chest isn't split in two, and where every time I close my eyes, I don't see bad thoughts, only her. 

Let me look at my story and not feel my heart getting hammered down into my aching stomach. 

Take me back to then, when I didn't have to hide every one of my feelings because I was afraid of losing her. 

I want to experience what it's like to be wanted again, and what it's like to have someone tell me yes for the first time since August 27th of 2013. 

I want to drive the canyon without having to hold back tears because of the memories I miss from there. 

I want to stop burning down like a mansion, because the bigger they are, the harder they fall, and I've fallen far too hard, and my veneer framework wasn't made to burn, it was made for a family, a heart and a mind to work together, but this house is a broken home and I can't seem to get pills for my heart, because my mom thinks I just need to sleep more, but I can't because I can't unscramble my brain, it's like an egg just sizzling on the pan when my egg shell skull 

Crack

         Crack

                   Cracks

And my brain just oozes out onto the pan, into your hands where I can just slip through the holes, and onto the floor right where I started. 

Please just put Humpty Dumpty back together again. 

I don't need all the Kings horses. 

Or all the Kings men. 

I just need one person to please pick up my pieces and