Twin Flame

it’s crazy but my

love doesn’t understand

there’s never been a better way to describe you, and reflecting back at the beginning of it all, i thought i’d caught you in your final 'cloudless sky, burning sun' days.

hell, maybe i was the catalyst to that - the extra crack in the simulation, what allowed the darkness to creep in. you are convinced now that you have all these anxieties and fears about your future, and i'm convinced that you're just thinking too much.

please, don't think i am being insensitive about anxiety; my panic attacks are the spiky little urchins i keep in my back pocket. i've all but named them, we're so close.

i miss your sunshine, and i wish i could've been more like you. i liked to stand in your rays and soak up as much as i could.

i feel each time we part ways.

your not-so-forever-july and apple pie personality.. you are nervous. i guess, we can't talk much anymore, even after everything - all the darkness that came about led to a very close and strange bond. i miss the sunshine, when you didn't think so much, when you left the nocturnal celestial persona to me.