In Which Everything Is Different.

maybe it's a dry heat,
but anyone can see it makes for
sticky situations,
especially when mixed with
equal parts
hidden tensions and
changing priorities.
you can only do so much
before you crack or worse --
fold in on yourself
like an old letter
(or more like last summer,
when the nights that
used to bring you to life
turned against you and were cold,
sharp).
she's been trying for too long
too hard
too much
to let that happen this time,
and
it's her turn now.
it's her turn now.