Her.
First Beyonce and Shawn make it. It was our turn, her and I. It was last year’s a year ago when I met her, and I expected nothing less than the same fate as the celebrities aforementioned. “By next year’s time I want to do what they did,” I said at the time. But that day was now last year, and catharsis-ing it out in word, two. Here I was with my flame, and the brief candle that was never lit.
“Is there any allergies I should be made …
