who flosses between all of their teeth?

i wonder if people are so set in their ways after a certain age. i wonder if i can change certain things about myself for the better. i think about how different my life could be if these little things were different.

in the darkness, i can still see you right next to me. and when i dream about us, how your touch felt, and how much your words meant, i miss you more than anything. i will always pick up my phone to call you, but i promise myself i will never finish dialing. do you do the same thing? are we torturing ourselves? did i push you away with my own stubborness, the one person that i believed i could love?