It hurts now, it hurts to look at you. It hurts because I know you want to look at me the way I look at you. You keep your guard up while I have let mine down. You make me so angry, yet all I want is for you to hold me like you used to. I’m scared, I am scared because I know it will never be the same.
I’ll do homework tomorrow. Today I am going to clean every corner of my room with a toothbrush and q-tips.
I still do not understand why my professors assign homework during spring break. Spring break is supposed to be a fucking BREAK from all the college bull shit. I mean I know I didn’t go anywhere fun for spring break and I do have a lot of free time, but I would rather use that free time watching Netflix, working out or anything else that doesn’t involve having to use my brain. I just want to have a week where I do not feel stressed about a class.
I’m over it.
I realized that I am causing a lot of physical and mental harm on my body and that I need to change. And I am so fucking thankful that I figured it out now.
When your girlfriend gets into the shower on cold winter mornings, put a clean towel in the dryer. When you hear the water turn off, grab the towel from the dryer and bring it to her. She’ll smile. Guaranteed.