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So now, I’m in this world where the sky is upside down and you never existed and I don’t know what to do with myself anymore; and I hate hate hate the fact that I’ll never be able to see you again and look into your eyes and hold you and touch your soft skin and tell myself that I’m the only one who’ll be able to hold you together for the rest of time.
And now I’m wondering.
Did you shatter without me?
Did you spiral into a world of alcohol and drugs and end up dying trying to have fun?
Did you find somebody else completely and save yourself or them or both and forget about me?
Were you more fragile than I thought, and you just dissolved into the wind the moment I left you?
I hope I hope I hope on the sun and the sea and the wind and the grass and plants and animals and gods and cosmos;
I hope that you aren’t gone.
I hope you’re happy.
Just for me.
But god I fucking hope that those eyes never had to see tears again, that you faded in the most beautiful way like I always said you would.
And I fucking hope that skin never had to feel pain again, that you faded in the most beautiful way like I always said you would.
And I fucking hope you actually loved me.
And that you faded in the most beautiful way; like I always said you would.
