The Girl Who Dwells In the Past
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pastdwellings.bsky.social
The Girl Who Dwells In the Past
@pastdwellings.bsky.social
A digital journal of my healing
All the good, ugly, messy, and everything in-between.

Sometimes wise, oftentimes crying
All I wanted to say is that, you will never be forgotten. That I carry a piece of everyone I love with me wherever I go.
December 16, 2025 at 4:48 AM
I could go on forever, talking about how you are a significant part of who I am today.

Maybe you're the "Before they get to know me, they must know about you first" of my life.
December 16, 2025 at 4:48 AM
How I will always remember that you liked the color purple, because I bought a bunch of things in purple so that you will like me too.

That my friends thought I like Gengar, not knowing I liked it because it's your favourite Pokemon.
December 16, 2025 at 4:48 AM
I realized that we are made of the things we love and used to love. We are a mosaic of everyone we love.

For me, its like:
I will continue buying and playing PC games because you love games.

I will continue drawing digitally, because you taught me, and believed that I could.
December 16, 2025 at 4:48 AM
And If you ask me if I'm slowly forgetting you, the answer will always be "I will never be able to".

You see, I did thought that moving on is forgetting all that we had, you, and the memories we made. But it's not always the case.
December 16, 2025 at 4:48 AM
I just stopped myself from being consumed by the grief I am feeling. I have decided that this pain shall no longer dictate the way I live my life.
December 16, 2025 at 4:48 AM
I still cry whenever I hear songs that we used to listen to.
My heart aches a little when I remember how we used to be.
I still look for you at places we used to go to, hoping I'd see your face in the crowd.
I still can't sing songs we used to sing a long to without crying.
December 16, 2025 at 4:48 AM
Now I'm carrying someone who loves me too, and I don't know if I can hold on to all these things at the same time.
October 19, 2025 at 1:51 PM
Because all I can offer right now is me, in my terrible, destructive, self-sabotaging state.
October 17, 2025 at 9:03 AM