Hey It's Tay

he chooses silence while she chooses attention

from anyone who will give it to her

he thanks them for the invitation

but he will not go. and everyone knows.

she drowns her pain in things, things, and more things

he holds tight onto what he does have

though it isn’t much. and they all know.

he folds his frustration into tiny, little pills

and swallows, already feeling lighter

she drinks hers slowly

loving the warmth, but hating the burn.