glue song gone wrong

Nneoma Anamelechi

Lovestruck and tangled

I watch myself get stuck, gluing our hearts together.

I press them between my fingers, squishing the arteries until they explode, gazing in horror as glue runs down my hands, drips along my arm and onto the tiles of my floor.

I’ve never known someone like you, and the hopeful valve of my heart thought that would mean something.

The valve that slips out of my hand and onto the ground, your heart quick to follow. Like that scene in Grey’s Anatomy when Mer drops an organ on the hospital floor. The one that was supposed to go inside a person, keep them alive.

And all she could do was stare.

All I can do is stare at the mess I’ve made,

block out the stench of blood and glue and tears and

you.

You.

Nneoma (she/they) is a writer, actor, and Cinema and Media Studies major. One thing they love about Beabadoobee is that she understands their yearning perfectly. So naturally, they took one of her hits and transformed it into the painful, soul-crushing feeling of hoping you found your person and then realizing you didn't.