Keith slowly forgetting everything about Lance over time, except for his bright blue eyes.
And Lance slowly forgetting everything about Keith, except for his stupid hair.

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Keith slowly forgetting everything about Lance over time, except for his bright blue eyes.
And Lance slowly forgetting everything about Keith, except for his stupid hair.
Art I did for a cancelled Rett Jester album in 2022. These versions of the render are remastered from the original raws's - The final composites were never finished. This is what I feel like I was going for. Most records here are art for other early singles by the artist. Some also with art by me.
What I can’t Say
This is killing me.
The spaces between our laughs.
The ache beneath my calm.
I’m trying so hard to get past it.
To not flinch when you don’t reach for me.
To not break when you look away.
You lie beside me, breathing like nothing's wrong.
The ceiling counts our silences, every word I don't say.
You laugh at something small.
I answer, but I’m not there.
I’m watching how you don’t try to find me in the way you used to, like your hands forgot the urgency.
Somewhere between the dishes and the shared glances across rooms, something softened into a thing I can’t hold.
And I keep pretending I don’t notice.
You ask if I’m okay.
I smile.
Muscle memory.
Say I’m fine, though the inside of me feels like it’s shrinking.
It’s not that you’ve stopped loving me.
That would be easier.
It’s the way you linger too long on someone else, the way you come back but not all the way.
I feel you slipping.
Like your want for me has faded into comfort.
The spark we had has faded into a soft, dull glow.
I ache in the presence of your kindness, in the warmth you still give freely.
Because it’s not gone, it’s just changed.
And I don’t know what to do with that. Nights stretch long.
You fall asleep first.
I stare at the dark, trying to remember the last time I felt wanted without wondering if it was just habit.
I don’t say anything.
You’d feel guilty.
You’d try harder.
I’d hate that too.
But I miss the version of us that never felt like effort.
The quiet has weight now.
Your touch is tender, but it doesn’t reach. I’m still here.
Still loving.
Still breaking, softly, slowly, where you can’t see.
Please I don’t want to lose you.
So Long Ago
It's been so long that I'm starting to forget how your voice sounded I'm forgetting the details of your skin And I know there's nothing I can to do to stop this memory decay Because I will never see you again. I left the city in a moment of clear headed epiphany Finally learning what it means to miss someone Every block and corner store were pictures of your face And maybe I could have found paths we never strolled on but that whole damn city was claimed as your place I don't miss it that much
It's been so long that I'm unsure which memories are real and which ones I just made up in my head You'll forever have the starring role in my nostalgia You were the one I can say I loved for true How did yesterday end up being tomorrow? And now my mind doesn't work right anymore I lost all track of time with you Now every day I live is an after and I just can't shake the before
It's been so long that most people wouldn't remember even half of what I do But I can see every move with you as if they just happened yesterday You never seem to fully fade And as time goes on, and we drift to just blurry dots I'll always think of you The most important love that I lost
Get over it. Yeah, I fucking would if I could
The memories we made here are fading
1992, MBC "Sons And Daughters" Ep 5, Korean drama
my first core edit lmao please be nice to me!
i often wish we had more time
but then i remember
we were lucky to have any at all
Drowning in nostalgia
Happy Thanksgiving 🦃