i find yourself wondering that if she doesn't feel much at the moment, will she feel me slipping out of her grasp.
Falling through the cracks and dripping slowly like water, not noticeable enough for her to be afraid, maybe she won't even feel the fear.
I wanted to call her as I were crying, you wanted to hear her voice, I wanted her to say something that might be able to help, but right now, i'm afraid that she might not feel the need to say anything.
It's safe to say I don't know how this works, safe to say when your bestfriend and lover are the same person it's hard to know how to deal with the specifics. It's safe to say that when her emotions turn off I don't know what it entails, and i'm falling, again. This time i'm not sure if she can catch me.
I don't want her to lose me, but I don't want to lose myself, it's funny how that works.
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Inconsistence
Historia CortaI can't seem to write a cohesive story. so I think this should just be like. partial journals and one shots of random things. yep.
