2026.09.01

i think you once told me that i was good at being alone the exact words slip my mind - but it haunts me am i alone? why do i feel so alone? the safety of my knees tucked under my chin... but i miss you & wish i didn't slip into nothingness i fear if no one sees me who am i? i miss you even though i keep seeing you if only you knew of even half the effect you have on me but then again it's probably good you don't. the promise of it getting me through. a sadness swimming under my skin & i can't get it out just hollow empty i am disappearing & running out of ways to be real, stay real, if i ever was. am i bound to disappear like this? do i want to?