come back.
Things I wish would come back:
Non-smart phones. (Stupid phones?)
Morton frozen donuts.
My college boyfriend.
My high school hangout.
John Lennon, Ian Curtis, David Bowie, Anthony Bourdain, Chester Bennington, and, oh, what the hell—Luke Perry.
A pleasant lack of reality tv.
My youth.
(Not actually my childhood. And maybe by “youth” I mean 25, not 5.)
I wish he would come back to me. Not that I ever had him…
p.s. — I intended to have a better, longer list of things for this post, but I am exhausted and my brain is fighting me. I can’t focus.