" What do you want to hear? " a boy used to shout at me, frustrated with my tears and angry at the situation getting worse with every word he said.

Funny how one boy never even asked, but rather said so much I couldn't get a word in.

" What do you want to hear? " another one echoed, holding a guitar and waiting for my request. other than that, not enough words passed between us for anything to really be.

but you
leave me hanging on your every word, love.