difficulties

How hard can it be 
to pretend you would fly to me
through universes of love and pain and proud and fear?
How hard can it be
to think of your glowing eyes, 
your shining, swirling hair,
your smooth, sly smile?
How hard can it be 
to brace for the fact 
that you might not ever arrive?
Very.
 

Aster

VT

15 years old

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  • relief


    can you just TELL me if you- 
    wait, what?
    really?
    Y-you really do like me?
    i- you-
    yes.
    thank you.
    thank you.
    and...

    i'm sorry too.

    but i love you.
  • my people

    why aren't you talking to me?!
    i could scream 
    i just miss you

    i do want you in my life!
    i love you
    i just 
    can't 
    hold all this up on my own.
    if you don't want to help me carry this,