There's just something so calming and peaceful about walking home at 2:30 in the morning. Everything seems muted somehow, there's no noise, only the sound of my breathing as I make my way up the hill to my house. After a night of jumping around, screaming, loud music and stinging foam, this particular walk is sobering.
That night was a dark sea green for me.
You have no idea how sometimes I really don't want to get involved in this all over again. But it's what's expected of me, no matter how reluctant I am about getting pulled back into all this drama. It's the same damn thing every single time, even if you don't realise it. I just wish one day you can see you don't
need all this, and just move on. My heart goes out for you.
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To you,
For what it's worth, I'm sorry.
But I'm also kind of glad we have nothing to bind us, everything is in the past and hopefully we'll meet again one day under better circumstances and have a fresh start. I hope you won't even recognise me, and I you. Until then, (if there even will be a time we meet again) have a nice life :)