2.9 Miles//10 Mins

I miss myself too much
When I would wear sundresses
On a hot summer in July
The cicadas were buzzing
And I wanted to know why you left me
Roselle, NJ
I moved so I could be closer to you and your mom’s house
Bike my way through the hills
To find you on a stone step
“ Listen, I love you, but this is just too much”
And love was always so finite since then
When yellow turned to brown to green to brown again
I want to find the color scheme
Of your eyes when you lie
And tell me I’m the only one in your life
Love is so finite
And Elizabeth, NJ never felt so cold before
In a soccer field
In the winter
I found you in tears
And I fucked up
Because love is too finite
Yes, I know.
I miss myself too much...