2024/7/15

I couldn’t sleep. At 3:45 AM I cried. I don’t know what to do. I can’t tell anyone, nobody would understand, how I felt time had stopped since the last time I met him. Years passed like a blank page where I don’t even feel. Now, ever so slowly I can finally feel time slowing moving again, in tiny increments.

I want to be able to feel, be able to love, be able to be happy again. And I couldn’t even write where I was happy to write because my words betray me, everything I wrote became a love letter.