I could have helped build you in my moment of destruction.
But I left you...
I returned...yet I was the one to inform you that I wasn’t home.
Now you’re gone and I’m still lost...
What’s worse is I can say I’m honestly at my most comfortable in this space of numbness
I’m sorry and I miss you
This is the cycle we were given to.
Jan 7, 2019
Jan 7, 2019 at 10:48 PM UTC
I could have helped build you in my moment of destruction.
But I left you...
I returned...yet I was the one to inform you that I wasn’t home.
Now you’re gone and I’m still lost...
What’s worse is I can say I’m honestly at my most comfortable in this space of numbness
I’m sorry and I miss you
This is the cycle we were given to.
Dedicated to a lost friend
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