I cannot stop thinking of her. Every day. Every night. I can't even sleep so I wrote something that at its edges could be considered poetry. But it's twice as long as I have space for here so it wasn't meant to be posted, no matter how much I want to sing of her. Fuck, I hate it here without her.
March 6, 2025 at 9:34 AM
I cannot stop thinking of her. Every day. Every night. I can't even sleep so I wrote something that at its edges could be considered poetry. But it's twice as long as I have space for here so it wasn't meant to be posted, no matter how much I want to sing of her. Fuck, I hate it here without her.