idk why i let little things get me so down 

i know that’s not how you meant it

but i can’t help feeling like this

this

i can’t even put into words

lump in my throat 

biting my tongue not to cry

a feeling that takes me back to every heartbreak

every rejection

every middle school he-doesn’t-like-you-back

every high school he-asked-someone-else-to-prom

every college he-took-someone-else-home-last-weekend

even though this is just a little thing

it feels just like the big things

that same lump

that same bite

that same hopelessness