Boxes

Here’s a note I found in my phone from sometime in 2019.

Moving out of one box

By putting things in boxes

So that later those things can be taken out and arranged nicely,

In a different box

And there’s my life in boxes

Three across and many down

Memories saved for later

And there are all my friends in their boxes

Scroll scroll scroll

Double tap

Silently judge

Didn’t mean to, but I did.

Sent that one to “ass eatin’ ain’t easy”

What are your group chats called?

A weekend away and I fell in love again

It’s not fair

And I’m sure she knows

But what am I supposed to do?

It was never my choice

Closer and further at the same time.

Yeah… I don’t know what it means either.

-J.P.