green sweater

I'm wearing my green sweater I wore it the whole time we hung out last we had the ac as low as can be it was the good kind of cold you feel cold the good kind and the bad kind I know that sounds silly, "good", "bad" but trust me there's a difference the good cold makes you feel like you're a kid again, playing in the snow, you feel happy but the bad cold is when the chill is sharp to your skin, it feels like one little pinprick will split you into thousands of pieces I don't feel the good cold from you much anymore I don't really know what happened my love for you feels colder most days. bad cold. some days it's good cold though I'm not sure why I wish I knew, but I don't I think of you every time I wear this sweater now which sucks, I actually really loved this sweater I dont like having so many reminds of you toothbrushes my bathroom my hallway my bedroom floor my bed my kitchen ramen noodles sodas in glass bottles my green shorts my green sweater my beige shirt my redish brown skirt any hotel my dads car my camera fireworks hundreds of songs my old computer my notes app weed alcohol my makeup my phone it all goes back to you how do I stop it?