And everything sounds the same. The frustration builds to the point of hate; why do I do this to myself? I close my eyes and I pretend that I’m not here, that I can be someone else that you would be proud to call your friend. That way I won’t be lonely and neither will you. I’ll hold you and you’ll hold me too. And all the world will be right because we have each other and that is all that matters. Nothing more than just this. I’m trying to get that A that I said I’d earn; but I might have to cheat for you to approve. I couldn’t stand it if you walked away again. I trying to commit to tall the promises that I bled tears for. Don’t look just yet when I’m crying out for you to hear what I have to say.

Every part of it, every word of it, here, right here.

Stop trying to look somewhere else. This is as simple as it gets. Look up. There it is. Let’s dream together because I can’t bear to be alone everywhere I am. I need you somewhere tangibly. I’ll meet you buy the bathrooms next to the ticket stand like we did every Friday night we were together. It was beautiful to see you there and I almost died with the happiness of it. You were it for me. Where could I look? Let’s find something else. Anything else.