because we knew everything when we were young

it's strange, truly, the feeling of dedicating one's passions, loves, what-ifs, to a single moment defined by memories and the passage of time. it's hauntingly familiar, you will dreadfully realize, and sooner than later you'll find yourself again caught up in that moment: same girl, same touch, same voice. you knew this all along, that you will come back to her, crawling your way home no matter where you are or who you become. and she will be waiting, because she knew, too. you both knew everything when you were young-this was just one of them.

alternatively: hale, eimee, taylor swift's cardigan, and a good amount of yearning.

(f/f, set in filipino context and setting and everything. experimental writing. the work's entirely in english. too much try-hard prose, but we're working on that.)