i laid in bed hungover while it rained through the window for the first time in forever. it felt exactly how it did when we were together, except i was all alone. i fell asleep during the party the night before, after telling everyone i’m always up last. always energetic. i think my energy left when you left, parties don’t feel the same anymore. i see friends i haven’t seen in months just so my lips can form the shape of your name one more time. maybe it will sink in eventually. but right now i’m still hoping you’ll come around. i know it’s all delusional, but i’m so lost.
