❝ Everything is a blur, the more I think about it. I can't remember your face, or your name, just all the things you left for me to find, and that one day. ❞
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{I lost him a while back, but I didn't realise until it was too late. Until he was gone for good.}
TW for depression, suicide, and lots of existentialism.