Listening to John Mayer "Comfortable".
Consequently, in my feels.

At 25

I've learned that
Texting back is optional
And so is returning phone calls
You don't have to have it all figured out
Mistakes will be made
You may feel like you're regressing
Despite science claims that the brain has reached it's full maturity
Old. Flames. Never. Die
They just dim in the background of all the noise
The first love is the deepest
My skin is still unusually soft
Almost as my head is hard
Love doesn't hurt
People do
I'm stronger than I think
And more valuable than I believe

Surreal

The craziest, unthinkable, most amazing thing happened. It felt like a dream. Perhaps, it was.

You're a bad habit

You're a bad habit 

That I can't seem to break

I woke up like this

Hungry
Not the kind food can fix
thirsty, passionate
Ready to yank my dreams by the hair
And go madly in its direction