The Counting Game.
Seven, Eight.
Clank, boom.
“Zack, stop! You can’t push me –”
“FUCK YOU!”
Oh god, no. Please, no…
Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump…
Slam, crash.
Seven, eight…
“Oh shit…what the fuck!?”
“What the fuck did you do, man?!”
“Someone call an ambulance!”
And somehow, your face is all I see. I will see your face through the end of it all, and after, just maybe, we can love again.
“Zack, stop! You can’t push me –”
“FUCK YOU!”
Oh god, no. Please, no…
Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump…
Slam, crash.
Seven, eight…
“Oh shit…what the fuck!?”
“What the fuck did you do, man?!”
“Someone call an ambulance!”
And somehow, your face is all I see. I will see your face through the end of it all, and after, just maybe, we can love again.