in my red polka dot dress

there in that very moment, a picnic in the quad, a red polka dot dress, a panic and anxiety so strong it could rip me in half. there in that moment, half an ignorant bliss half an instinct insisting on it, the world crashed down again. waves of blue and red sank deep into my skin. you could never tell the truth face to face. it was always miles and miles apart that you decide to shatter my heart. you are too casual in your cruelty and I am too crazed in my emotions. so there at that picnic in the quad in my polka dot dress surrounded by friends, I plastered a smile on my face. for if the distance could prompt you to feel nothing than I would do nothing but the same.