I Miss You. And I'm afraid of forgetting things. I'm afraid of those I lost, or that I have, fading from my memory and me losing who they are and who I am because of them. The only things that keep us existent is memories we have of ourselves and each other. For if I/ you did not remember, who would even exist?

Crystal Clear. But you cant fix what you cant see.

Unstitched. Ive been hanging by a thread, don't wanna live with the regret knowing that theres still a chance. Every single word you said is on repeat in my head and the future we had planned. Don't leave me here, I'm running out of breath.. hanging by a thread.

Purposeful. Darkness exists to make light truely count.

If She Didnt. Am I the only one who finds light sad? It must be exhausted by how it's always searching and yearning for darkness. Why does she persist! But what if she didn't?