I sat there listening to “head over heels” by ‘tears for fears’ as my highschool crush lay on my bed on her side, facing the edge. She wasn’t puking right now but she might as well have continued her onslaught into the bird’s mouth.
Something happens and I begin to write, as I eye my friend with glistening teflon brakepads a small smile creeps onto my face - This is my four leaf clover.
In my mind’s eye.