Homesick

As I sit here in your sweatshirt that I haven't given back yet I read our old messages and let myself pretend just for a moment that you didn't grow tired of me and we were still together and the most comforting wave of familiarity drowns me; I feel like I'm home again. Then the tides roll out and I'm left stranded with reality where comfort is replaced with tears and I've never felt so empty in my entire life.