Faceless

(Day Five, "Myself")

Dear me,

Specifically, my younger self.

I remember you.

It seems like you were a different being.

With so much hope and love and faith in humanity.

Tulips were your favorite.

Now I'm clutching this burnt lily like it's the only thing I have left.

It is the only thing I have left.

This lily represents us, I think.

We used to be young and pretty and hopeful.

And now we're jaded and burnt and scared.

So, so scared.

You weren't scared of anything.

You'd climb trees and jump out of windows and run all day.

And now I can barely move.

It's a miracle I've kept on walking for so long.

I don't think you realize how thin I am now.

Poor nutrition, I think.

And barely any edible food.

You loved chili and cheese sandwiches. Such a weird combination, but it was so, so good.

It makes my stomach growl now.

You loved Eros. It was such a naive, lovestruck love. It was so adorable.

Cassie was your best friend, and still alive.

Lucia and you barely fought, ever.

Father was still here.

Everything was great, fantastic.

And I had to go and ruin it all.

Strike a deal with the Curtain and kill everyone I've ever known.

And now I'm alone, stumbling through nothing, with nothing but a recorder and a burnt lily to my name.

I love you, younger me.

You were the best thing that ever happened, and I ruined you.

Now I'm just a shell in comparison.

Goodbye, darling.

You shall be missed by me and me alone.

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