I wanted to watch the sun set behind you. Crimson fire enveloping you.
You wanted other things.
Nights of pervasive silence and twinkling lights.
I already know how you feel.
Under hues of blue and emptiness, you made it pretty clear.
And yeah, I know.
I don't matter.
I hope you're ok.
That's all that was ever really important to me.
Is that you're ok.
Amidst the celestial tidal pools and smiles no one sees.
I really hope.
You're ok.
May 9
May 9, 2026 at 8:21 PM UTC
I wanted to watch the sun set behind you. Crimson fire enveloping you.
You wanted other things.
Nights of pervasive silence and twinkling lights.
I already know how you feel.
Under hues of blue and emptiness, you made it pretty clear.
And yeah, I know.
I don't matter.
I hope you're ok.
That's all that was ever really important to me.
Is that you're ok.
Amidst the celestial tidal pools and smiles no one sees.
I really hope.
You're ok.