bye
It is a bit odd coming back here after some while of not writing about you. I don't even know what I feel now about you. I don't think my feelings have completely vanished, but my heart has surely given up, and my mind fatigued of thinking of you. I still think of you, if not; I won't be writing again. Sometimes I feel like I am choosing to think of you. The thought of you has felt safe after several months that you've been lingering in my head. Safe to say though, that I have moved on. In a way that I'm starting to look forward to meeting someone else. Somewhere. And I don't hope anymore that it'd be you. I have stopped, finally. And I am so glad. We can slowly be truly friends now. Nothing more. It's still heavy when I see you. I don't know why. Everything about you has just always felt uncertain, I guess.
10th of December 2025.