the average temperature during our summers in boston is 70°.
you wore skirts and i wore short shorts, skin showing like we're the synonym for scandalous.
we sweat out the heat of the moment in abandoned pools and grocery stores; i remember the night we ran two miles to buy lays and popcorn and a couple of smiles.
the average person falls in love at age 15.
(when i say that, you know what i mean and why it is about you.)
they say numbers don't define us, but i can break down heartbreak into a series of numerals that mean everything because they are when you left me.
5:57PM. 11:17PM. 6:15AM. 9:59AM.
the first time, the second fight, the one on June 11, 2015 -
did you know that blood is 98.6° fahrenheit?
we are nothing but lists now.
98.6% sure you hate me. 98.6% of the time i hate you. .4% of the time i miss you.
my blood running well below 98.6°, my pulse beating 98.6 times per minute, our wrists burning at 98.6°.
they say you'll fall in love 2-7 times in your life.
but that doesn't mean you forget the ones you left behind.
the average temperature during summers in boston is 70°.