Tfw you pass the streetlight halos and remember you will die
Tfw you watch a movie and realize you saw it already
Tfw you read an old blog and all the citation links are dead
Tfw you learn she doesn’t like you that way
Tfw you hear the cop talking to you while he walks away towards the top of the hill without even returning your stare
Tfw you walk a mile to the ethnic grocery store and discover it has closed forever
Tfw you savor the same sunny chilly autumn air as the first and last time you poured your heart out to someone
Tfw you crave fish but the fish turns out like rubber
Tfw you accept the tofu you cook will never taste the kind at restaurants
Tfw you were busy from dawn till dusk but didn’t do anything
Tfw you listen to people around you and they’re speaking a different language though it too is English
Tfw you walk by a total weirdo at a store and then realize you walked by a mirror
All these moments will be lost.