you
i have taken every memory and every moment apart and apart and tried to put it back together
i try to understand, i have tried to keep this distance
but when it’s late at night and i’m walking around seattle, feeling the summer breeze
just makes me think of orchard
making apple pie, drinking way too much tequila
and sitting by the fire
laughing with our friends, playing that bey record just one more time
you would love it here, although your heart is inland i think the ocean would lend you the cleansing salt you need
i miss you, but i’m too much of a coward to say it to your face yet
i don’t know how much longer i can take this gaping hole in my life
i’m sorry
p.s. my birthday was shit without you
