words from a summer many years ago

May 10, 2018; 10:38PMi Mayflies swarmed the streetlamps the day my heart was broken.Which is appropriate since mayflies swarmed the streetlamps the day I met you. They entered through my button shirt sticking to my skin and making every cell in my body fluttery. I am their wings in mating season, a flurry of incomprehensible mess, a buzzing vibration in tune to the music in my mind when you showed me your smile for the first time.I was quite eager to give in to all of it.ii Since then I felt your presence painfully. Like the bite of my newly bought pumps on my ankles. It is the relentless voice call from a stranger who keeps asking me, “Is Raynold there?" when I know no Raynolds. At least... Not in this lifetime. Perhaps in previous years when we met.-kate

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