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( I Can't Make You Love Me - Bon Iver )

I'd like to believe that everything is okay now.

I don't cry or bawl my eyes out every time the thought of you randomly crosses my mind; sure there is the occasional pang of sadness, but it's nothing I can't handle.

Looking back at things, I can't help but wonder if the past two years were nothing but an illusion.

You were my everything. My whole world revolved around you;

but I can't seem to find anything tangible to link you back to anything. I look through my gallery and there are thousands of moments I have captured with the people I love, but hardly any with you in it. I barely even have a handful of photos with you or of you. Did you even exist? You were such a prominent person in my life but there's just ... nothing left of you around.

We are total strangers and it's so weird - the longest we used to go without talking before things started getting messy was at least max a week; but I guess it's something that people have to go through in this lifetime. I really thought that you were the love of my life, for real; and I always thought that term should be reserved solely for one person and it always bugged me when people threw it around, every time they dated someone new they'd be like "oh it's the loml" and I'd be like dude???? but then I realized that you can have multiple people who you consider the love of your life; we are not bound to love only one person in our lifetime.

Love is fleeting as it is eternal;  every time you meet a soul who makes you feel everything and anything the world could make you feel then fuck it ! call them whatever you want.

update (28/7/2019)

Now that I think about it - I guess our texts could be considered tangible evidence and to be honest; they're all I have left of you.