My words are cold and flat,

And you deserve more than that.

I cry every time I hear it. And your voice too... it was really hard to not.

I understand. 

I understand.

I understand. 

I don't want to break that promise; I gave you my word. As a gentleman and as a lady.

Things just aren't adding up lately and it's frustrating. Maybe it's the music I'm hearing, the piano, the brimming rests. Maybe it's the sorries that make me feel like I'm a burden, a guilt-trip. Is it bad that I made a playlist? Yes, yes it is. Thirteen songs of absolute idiocy. Remember the first time we sang? stopstopstopstopstopstopSTOPIT.

 I turn away for multiple reasons.

1. bye.bye.bye......

2. I have more class than that. 

3. The Please Don't Go look. Not okay. 
4. Maple syrup. And just as sweet. 

this is freaking me out. a lot. i need a hug? since when do i legitimately admit that? it's the anxiety i think. the shaky little girl in me. i feel like i'm lost in a store or something.

I say the absolute stupidest things sometimes. I wish I didn't know myself so well. 

I don't know where home is right now. I know where I feel it, I also know where I should feel it. It hasn't clicked that this is over now. I keep trying to picture what next year will be like and I just can't. I need to find a rhythm. I need to find a diamond. I need a goal, a thing to work for that I can actually attain. collegecollegecollege. (Yours is my favorite.)

P.S. If you're a puppy, I'm a puppy.what?!