I can't understand why it isn't blood,
why it isn't the friends that stay with me,
why it isn't the people I stay for.
But A man who felt like everything.
A man who wants nothing to do with me
and a man that I would give my everything for.
why? why did i have to pick this man?
why is my memory of breathing, of air, of life all connected to this one man?
I counted the days, it was nothing more than seven months we were in contact.
I felt more in those seven months than I have ever felt in my entire life.
I let go of so much to chase it. Betrayed my love to chase it.
It was selfish.
I was chasing air. I was chasing warmth. I was chasing beauty.
why was it him? why couldn't it have been anyone else?
days are so stale lately. on a good day i still cry for hours.
I don't want to let go yet. I don't want to move on from it.
The world was beautiful. For seven months.
Apr 16
Apr 16, 2026 at 10:31 AM UTC
I can't understand why it isn't blood,
why it isn't the friends that stay with me,
why it isn't the people I stay for.
But A man who felt like everything.
A man who wants nothing to do with me
and a man that I would give my everything for.
why? why did i have to pick this man?
why is my memory of breathing, of air, of life all connected to this one man?
I counted the days, it was nothing more than seven months we were in contact.
I felt more in those seven months than I have ever felt in my entire life.
I let go of so much to chase it. Betrayed my love to chase it.
It was selfish.
I was chasing air. I was chasing warmth. I was chasing beauty.
why was it him? why couldn't it have been anyone else?
days are so stale lately. on a good day i still cry for hours.
I don't want to let go yet. I don't want to move on from it.
The world was beautiful. For seven months.
i miss you terribly chris, i miss you
