#isohel

i’ve missed you all. 

the past year has been one of impossible change. moved three thousand miles away from home. said many greetings, bid just as many farewells. 

let someone love me for the first time, drank too much, took too many drugs... not necessarily in that order. berated myself for falling into so many cliché traps. experienced and lived through the changing seasons for myself; autumn leaves, rain, and snow. 

wondering if i’ll ever be able to love someone back. if i’m deserving of that love in the first place. caught in the same thought spirals i thought i’d long left behind: a fear of changes, futures, and such. it’s funny, how we live our lives in circles. how it takes no effort to sound like i’m echoing EDEN lyrics, when– believe it or not– it’s unintentional. 

everything finds its way back to us. i suppose in this case, it’s that voice. inside my (our) head, in my earbuds, in a file system on a computer in dublin, seeking airplay. still accompanying my every plane ride and road trip, even after these past few years of transition where everything else has changed. jon’s still got it

Hakobune - Isohel

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