i always remember those really
late conversations we had,
about everything. those nights we stayed up together,
that time we made up Amante,
that was the word right? well anyways,
and that other time we were drugged
from spicy noodles.
remembering memories
—and there's so much memories
seeing things and remembering you
i'd try to suppress all the thoughts of you
but like i said
it's hard to forget someone
who's given you
so much
to remember
i can't even write right now
it sucks
but anyways
you exist
and im slowly fading from existence
*insert some poetic shit here*
i have writers block right now
and i'm highkey abot to faint
okay but
as for now, take these letters, dearest.
