#tw self exit

[shyampyari]

Sometimes when I'm scrolling through instagram i would end up on a reel or post liked by him and wonder if this was the last one he saw before he ended it. Oh, so this is how he felt. And then I imagined a place where we hadn't stopped talking. He would call me, send me that reel and i would tell him this is a choice, that what you interpret from what you consume is your choice, you could make it sound different if you tried hard enough. He must have been so tired.