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.’
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?