It has been a year, and more-
I still wonder how you are.
I never want to know, though.
You, with your brown eyes and lies
you did what you said you’d never
do and I did what I always said I would.
I guess I should be grateful
for all the horrid times you brought
light broke through.
“Help me” the stereo whispers
I’m in the corner, nodding in response-