its been a long 3 and a half months since i moved to dallas, getting drafted was my dream, and i was working hard here

adjusting was hard, harder because you werent with me, even though we facetimed everyday and i had you everywhere i went, whether it be the picture in my wallet, or my lockscreen, or your necklace on my rearview mirror, you were everywhere

i get home from a treatment session for my muscles and i walk into my apartment, locking the door and throwing my shoes off, and i walk into my bedroom, and you were there sitting on the edge of my bed.

“what the-“ i say confused and it takes me a millisecond before i pounce on you and hug you, i hadnt seen you in person in a little over 3 months.