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Dash is just a curious little guy, leave him be
i dont know i don't know i don't know! i don't know what i'm missing but i miss something so bad - did i miss something somewhere down the line? seriously, am i missing something?!
February 16, 2026, Monday 11:42pm. A paragraph from my diary:
“…Sometimes, diary, you’re given the chance to listen to a song, and it carries you somewhere you can’t quite reach.
A faint outline of a moment appears, a blurred figure you feel you should recognize, but don’t.
There was once an emotion tied to that shape, something warm. You can’t remember how it felt anymore.
It’s like trying to speak a word that rests on your tongue and dissolves before it’s formed.
And you find yourself wondering whether you ever truly felt it at all…”
It's been so long...
It's been so long since I've heard from you. It's been so long since I've seen you. It's been so long since I've spoken to you. It's been so long since I've been with you. I'm afraid I'll forget you.
It's been so long since you've listened to me. It's been so long since you've seen me. It's been so long since you've spoken to me. It's been so long since you've been with me. I'm afraid you'll forget me.
Hace tanto tiempo que no te escucho. Hace tanto tiempo que no te veo. Hace tanto tiempo que no te hablo. Hace tanto tiempo que no estoy junto a ti. Que tengo miedo de olvidarte. Hace tanto tiempo que no me escuchas. Hace tanto tiempo que no me ves. Hace tanto tiempo que no me hablas. Hace tanto tiempo que no estás junto a mí. Que tengo miedo de que me olvides.
Although we no longer speak you’re still here,
Woven in my playlists,
Popping up when I see art that reminds me of you,
Tattooed on me in the form of something everlastingly fresh,
You’re always there to remind me of days passed.
And today, just like yesterday, i thought of you again.
Elysian101
every time a friendship ends, you find out something new
each hello and goodbye, changes your view
walking forward step by step, learning who i am
talking, laughing, crying too, it's all part of the plan