There's butterflies in my stomach today, they're not the nervous ones you get before a job interview or the ones you get right before a promising first date. They're the crippling ones that keep you in bed for 12 hours straight, you know the kind you never learn to miss. I've tried very hard to detach myself from this anchor that has been dragging me below water for months now and when I feel like I've made some progress here comes days like today. The very thought of proximity makes me wish I had made you make the same promise. If we ever decide to go our own ways, just let me know which path you'll take so that I may politely go the opposite way. You may not know it but you've managed to find me again and I hate you for it.
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