winter.

I wake up and go for a walk

I get back, say bye to my parents

Then I’m left alone with too many thoughts

I listen to some bossa nova and write poems

I study the hardest subjects 

I read classic literature and analyse it

I think about tidying my room but it’s too late

I eat some chicken then forget to eat

My parents get home and I’m starving

I take a shower and write until dinner’s ready

I take notes of the best parts of my day

I have dinner then choose a movie

Should it be funny, sweet or difficult?

I end up choosing either a french or a german movie

But only because there are no more 80’s rom coms available on netflix

Then I daydream about life in university

I reflect about why I don’t fit in

I thank the world for the life I have

I hope for the day when people will respect each other

And when I will take part in debates about social equality

I have a full routine of absolutely nothing and filled with cappuccinos

The only thing I cannot think about

Is how much I avoid thinking of you.