Tonight I was just thinking about how I missed talking to people.
Tonight I was thinking about the culmination of 3 years, and how fast that goes. I seem to not know when to say no.
It’s okay though, because when it comes to the terms of moonlight nothing matters.
A million songs are passing through my head,
I remember a Dr. Pepper night through the streets of downtown that ended in a dilapidated building with a projector
Purple Rain playing and the pain of my father’s absence only a faint memory against the strength of cheap whiskey
Now 5 years later, my father’s passing a strong impact on how strong purple rain resonates in the inner core of my mind
I want to be outside in the heat again, spilling a midday drink on my pants with my best friend,
I want to lay in the van screaming the same song I always listen to again and watch a familiar face laugh at me with love
But instead I’m here,
I’m on the couch with the decisions I chose