Ever since then

Baseball

I'm hunched over on the couch with my eyes glued to the tv while finishing the fried rice in the paper takeout box. 

The Yankees win 5-2 against the red sox. This used to mean something to me. Well, it still does but now it means a little less. I still remember that one Yankees game where we met. Back then, when the Yankees won, it was one of the happiest moments in our lives. 

Now, it only slightly lifts my spirits.

We used to be so into these games. We used to watch them together. Now, I watch them alone sitting on the couch we bought together. We bought this couch about 4 years ago to celebrate our first apartment. It's a nice apartment. It was an exciting time. But now, sitting on this couch hurts. No, not physically. It's a comfy couch. But, it hurts emotionally. All the happy memories now make me feel empty. 

So, I sit here, on this comfortable couch, watching the Yankees game and eating our favorite meal. 

I'm not throwing out the couch. I'm not going to become a Mets fan. I'm not going to stop liking Chinese food. I can still be myself without you. After all, you did this to yourself.