The 30th

Feel like the days are moving very slowly

Like they are being deliberate in torturing me

I’ve counted seconds

minutes

hours

days

weeks

But really it hasn’t even been long yet

It is still short, which means I am yet to see him

I feel like I don’t even need the air

Everything seems useless without him

Wake me up when September ends…that’s the only chance I have

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