sept. 6, 2020 12:37a
caught myself thinking about dylan today. I think about it once in a while, but today it lingered. It wasn’t with anxiety or sadness or anger. It was, wonder? Curisoty? Curiosity I guess. And a little bit if “what if-“.
It hurts though. Always hurts. Always leaves me with a lot of fear and a lot heart ache. For me. For him. For them. For her. I can’t even say the first ones name. (God, I fucking hate that there IS a first and second).
I don’t know how to explain it.













