close to none.
i’ll spend these last few days this year in solitude, just as i started it. my seclusion is heavier this time around but it doesn’t hurt me at all. i found that keeping you wasn’t the best way to preserve you --or my love. i want to exhaust all desire within myself towards you. i feel isolated in this mix of feelings and i know where my complacency lies but i don’t understand it. my current thoughts require more than delicacy.
all my fears move beside me now, it also helps to know my experience cuts just as deep as others.
i know when things are serious, i also know when they re not.














