that feeling that keeps me from sleeping

there's evidence of you everywhere.

I think of you when girls get flowers.

When their band plays.

When I listen to Bright Eyes, and Death Cab, and Elvis Costello and Belle and Sebastian and...every song about heartache.

today I saw your roommate and your best friend, and I wanted to ask them how you're doing. Maybe next time I will.

My family went to Panera and I didn't want to go because I knew I'd run into your other roommate.

my life is laced with you

but it's not you I miss...it's the feeling of knowing I'm wanted. that feeling of being held at night.