Alright I wrote this about a month ago! I actually think I really like it, despite its simplicity. Things are different now, as things usually are. That’s not necessarily a good thing just… a thing. Anyways, enjoy little things.

It’s the little things, the way the distance between us always seems to stretch on Friday nights. The air in my lungs seems to get sucked out a bit more often these days. Food’s gotten a little harder to stomach, don’t you know? You know I’m fine, I’ll always be fine, but I’m aching for the day living gets a little less sharp. There isn’t a weight on my shoulders, but isn’t there though? I’ve been carrying these stones for ages now, I need somewhere to put them down. I’ve been so tired for so long. We’re a little farther apart nowadays, aren’t we? It’s the little things.