heart shaped glasses

brûlant || burning

This is every awkward smile at that old man walking his dog.

This is church on a Sunday.

This is my fragile love for a best friends boyfriend.

This is the last cookie in the jar.

This is the whole school exiting after assembly.

This is the teacher calling on you even if you didn't raise your hand.

This is throwing up in the shower.

This is the sauce dripping on the sleeve of you sweater.

This is everything awkward,
unfortunately and
infuriating in our modern world.

And this is how I burnt you.