everywhere i go

30

i could sit here all night thinking bad thoughts

i've been looking into my wall like it's a window,

thinking about why my stomach feels tight

like dread, like something really bad is about to happen.

i feel suddenly really sick about us. 

i felt really good this morning, holding your hand in the woods

tripping on the roots just to feel you squeeze my fingers tighter

maybe it just feels bad because i could spend all day with you

it just feels bad to see you go back to that same place without me

when i would wait however long

it just feels bad.