YOU TOOK THE DOTS OFF THE BOWL
This gives me such a sense of satisfaction is that weird
Especially the cars
Other people are not medicine.
You were red. You liked me cause I was blue. You touched me and suddenly I was a lilac sky and you decided purple just wasn’t for you.
I like cancelled plans. And empty bookstores. I like rainy days and thunderstorms. And quiet coffee shops. I like messy beds and over-worn pajamas. Most of all, I like the small joys that a simple life brings.
I am jealous of those who think more deeply, who write better, who draw better, who look better, who live better, who love better than I.
Missing you comes in waves.
Tonight I’m drowning.