This summer will be the summer that I focus on myself.
I will find a job.
I will find an internship.
I will become a healthier me for me alone.
I will not hate my body on this journey.
And after this summer I will make myself uncomfortable.
I will talk to new people.
I will make new friends. The ones I have are great, but I realized some of those friendships mean more to me then I do to them.
I will go out on a Thursday.
I will go out on a Tuesday if someone asks, no more staying in.
No more excuses.
This school year will not be spent on the futon.
I was blessed with a beautiful opportunity to go to college, and I will be damned if all I get out of it is an education.
i thought of you, while in the shower
and i thought of how nice it’d be
to have your things among my things
along the bathtub’s edge
and i imagined myself running out of soap
and using yours
and wearing you to work, and the grocery store
and i imagined that night, laying down beside you
and smelling your neck
and finding out where all my soap had gone