I miss my trine. I don’t need them to live, necessarily… but god would it be nice to have them around. I’m fucking lonely and I hate how… empty my processor feels without them, without their presence crowding mine.
I wish they were here. I feel pathetic admitting it, but I really do.
I feel their absences like missing limbs.
I thought I’d gotten over them, but my recent breakup just makes me miss them so much more now. They probably don’t miss me as much as I miss them, but hey.
That’s just how life works out.
-Skywarp (fictive)

















