I was raised in a small duplex that I share with three other people.
And I've also never been out of Wisconsin before.
So you can understand why on the typical day I complain about staying in the same place for too long.
But at the same time I complain about staying away for too long.
I wanted to see the world from my bedroom window.
I would trace across your beautiful exterior with my index finger so unsteadily.
And you would always quickly pull away because you resent when people draw attention to it.
Not only did I love it because I love loving everything you hate about yourself
But I also loved it because all I saw was the world imprinted on your body.
And instead of the world being placed in my back yard so I could perfectly view it from my window.
I was viewing the world from inches away, because it was sitting right next me.
And I saw it I saw it staring right back at me.
Admiring my greasy brown hair and my crappy brown eyes.
