Staying In On A Saturday Night

Maybe you would have had a good time, seeing friends you’ve been blowing off lately, catching up, maybe some light flirting would be fun, even if it’s meaningless.

Feel Like I’m Becoming My Best Friend

A striped sweater hangs in my closet, unwearable, because of his voice — I like that sweater — and now to wear it would be intentional, to be trying too hard.