Growing my hair out to let my looks become themselves on my body and face, I have moved across the world and been around these past few years forgetting every place.
It has been so much time now, 5 years and a few months and I can't actually remember you. I can't remember if I like you and if I loved you.
There is something that exists where when I feel alone I can conjure up some dramatic reunion or a text from your phone where we break down in tears and you fall into my arms. Maybe we will find love there. Maybe the time between us has ripped the space so that the paper tears don't match perfectly onto each other.
Or maybe it is because you were my famed pivot, a person that I was known for and known because of.
I don't miss you, as much as you can grieve a childhood- farming purposefully for a tear to form for some remembrance that you are possible of human emotion.
Or maybe I just think I should miss you, but I don't think that feeling exists as missing someone is not ego-inclined. There is nothing there but some breath of a rigid phantom, someone who's outline I could not even trace
Mar 9
Mar 9, 2026 at 5:28 PM UTC
Growing my hair out to let my looks become themselves on my body and face, I have moved across the world and been around these past few years forgetting every place.
It has been so much time now, 5 years and a few months and I can't actually remember you. I can't remember if I like you and if I loved you.
There is something that exists where when I feel alone I can conjure up some dramatic reunion or a text from your phone where we break down in tears and you fall into my arms. Maybe we will find love there. Maybe the time between us has ripped the space so that the paper tears don't match perfectly onto each other.
Or maybe it is because you were my famed pivot, a person that I was known for and known because of.
I don't miss you, as much as you can grieve a childhood- farming purposefully for a tear to form for some remembrance that you are possible of human emotion.
Or maybe I just think I should miss you, but I don't think that feeling exists as missing someone is not ego-inclined. There is nothing there but some breath of a rigid phantom, someone who's outline I could not even trace