right now,

in this moment,

all i want is a year ago.

and, i don’t know why.

right now, things are fucking great.

school is amazing. my friends are amazing. my wife, still keeps me sane. and, i’m talking to a boy that actually gives a shit.

but, all i can think about at this moment, is how much i want yesterday back.

i want to be at the madison, watching bad tv with whitney.

i want to be at salado, untying holly from my coffee table.

i want to be at red lobster, with suzanne yelling at me.

i want to be at the carnival with rocio, laughing about stupid things, and wanting to leave because we made 100 jello shots.

i want to be in my first apartment, where, the love was real. before it got messy and he left.

i want.

i want.

i want.