Maestro

by Auden Dar

My brothers and I went to see Oasis at Wembley Stadium, and I wish you were with us. I thought of you the entire time. You’re my wonderwall.

“You have Asian blood. How can you suck so bad in math?”

The universe hands me one sentiment after another, cannonballing through my chest and throat, before emptying it like a cosmic purse. Here, please hold this elation. Take this sadness. Oh, here’s some trepidation, too. It piles on until my steps slow down as if I’m wading through tar.

“You broke my heart.” “Yes, I broke your heart. But you broke all of me.

“I’m the boy who fell in love with you at thirteen, loves you at thirty-three, and who will love you until his last dying breath.”