One of Those Days

I want to crawl back in bed, and pretend like word doesn’t exist.

I’m dreaming about college and how you could just ‘take a personal day.’

I’m exhausted.

But I really need to go on a good run that gets ya going.

I think my job is really boring.

I can’t stop thinking about you and that’s making this everyday mundane life hard. Because somehow, everything is brighter when you’re standing next to me.

That scares me. If I lose you, how would I recover from that notion? (And I think to myself: it would be okay. it would be okay. you would make it okay.) See how I prepare for the worst?

See how the most basic post ends up about you?

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