and Words
I told you I had to leave
I had my reasons
I said that it hurt to stay
The way that I’m feeling
(It’s not love) that left you standing
(It’s not love) that left you cold
(It’s not love) misunderstanding
Only a mistake, there’s nothing left to take
Lyric excerpts from Musixmatch.
On my sophomore year at the University of Miami, I moved to an apartment on campus. My college career started the year before, as I settled into Pearson Hall, one of the dorms on the edge of campus. Over the course of the past year, I formed friendships with a number of classmates and neighbors. As we finished our freshman year, we got an opportunity to sign up for an on-campus apartment. Initially, one of us signed up for the apartment and penciled the remainder of our names. The rest of us learned through word of mouth and subsequently rushed to the housing office to verify our names.
During my years of study, life became a series of obstacles to navigate. My attention shifted from working for money to logistics about school (like where I’d be living) to learning my field and passing my classes. Having addressed the ‘where I’d be living next year’ problem, I could focus on the other issues. Though honestly, as the summer approached, my main focus was to work in order to save and sustain myself through college.