For the love of God, 

Why can’t I enjoy sports anymore?

Maybe you introduced me to it

But it doesn’t mean it belongs to you.

Why can’t I feel like a stadium is enemy territory?

This is my school. 

This is mine.

How do I claim back what’s mine?

There’s something about the emptiness I feel the second you leave and it lets me know that negative numbers really do exist.

It reminds me that feelings really do change over time and that some things that seem worth holding on to forever are worth almost nothing when we find the thing that fits us just right.

There’s sushi on a spring time balcony and one million places we will never go.

Maybe in an alternate universe we’re there.

Maybe we’re together right now.

I’m forcing you to try something new.

You’re getting annoyed.

We dissolve into laughter.

Everything is gold.

The dreams have been constant. 

And when I say constant, I mean CONSTANT.

It’s almost gotten to the point where I look forward to going to sleep, but I wake up feeling awful and alone.

It’s not fair. 

When I am finally able to stay away from you, I notice that my days are happier.