i went to the mall and i walked past the men's department. i saw ties and button down shirts and nice dress pants; they reminded me of you. i shed a tear as i grabbed the one that looked exactly like the one i bought you for Christmas. dark blue and a nice pattern. i saw the tag and laughed as i realized i bought it thirty dollars cheaper. nice deal.
as i sit here on my bed crying over you like some lunatic i ask myself: will things ever get better?