The worst part about it, is how it just appears.
You swear it hasn't hit, it's only November. That's too early.
But then, that one thing happens.
And that's when you feel it.
It's already there, embracing you like a hug from behind.
Oddly comfortable, and empty in an instant.
A loving warmth that quickly fades.
Then the range from indifference to sadness, sway, and mixes.
It's already here, you belong to it for now.
Dec 7, 2025
Dec 7, 2025 at 1:06 PM UTC
The worst part about it, is how it just appears.
You swear it hasn't hit, it's only November. That's too early.
But then, that one thing happens.
And that's when you feel it.
It's already there, embracing you like a hug from behind.
Oddly comfortable, and empty in an instant.
A loving warmth that quickly fades.
Then the range from indifference to sadness, sway, and mixes.
It's already here, you belong to it for now.
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