Dysphoria| Ashtray

Happiness is instant, it's like the arrival of the seasons, like the end of summer and the arrival of winter and the end of spring and the arrival of autumn. The love between me and him was always hot until it became cold. How many hugs did he stop giving me? Or at what point did we not mature?

He and I didn't know how to deal with the intense love we felt and the long distance that separated us, I didn't know how to deal with the new him and he unlearned to deal with the old me. Other people passed through our lives and the months brought changes, I no longer know if our love stopped being ours to be mine alone.

College showed me that high school isn't as scary as it sounds, it scared me in a way that no one but him could.With so much time we've had to live in the present, something from the past came to haunt us and maybe that's what changed everything.

Even his feelings.