April 10, 2017
You’re everywhere I go.
You’re in everything I see, everything I do.
My heart is in flames–burning but bearable.
I miss you.
Would you be here for me to tell you, if I’d made a different decision then? I think about every way I could’ve changed things, changed my fate, in the past year.
I wonder if you remember me sometimes, like I remember you.
You’re what drives me towards my goal, fluctuating in tsunamis of stress and euphoria, wavering between fragments of hope and fully convinced, but there nonetheless, never burning out.