returning to places that you can vaguely recall is harrowing. the ground was moved by us yet will outlive us. you were a different person years ago and were here. you’re now here where you once were. who were those people you were with? who were you?
im a background character to all these strangers lives. they have all their own joys and sadness and fears and traumas and families and friends and realities—and i’m just here, a passing character that they will forget in moments
in the summer evenings playing old songs out loud feeling the humidity against your skin and being reminded of the summers of when you were 11 12 13 and this is all there ever was
i think that heartbreak is one of the most (if not THE most) human experiences of all time. it hurts so bad but also hurts so strangely good in a “i feel so alive rn and i love so much” type of way. through all of the vivid and gut-wrenching emotions, it forces you to grow so fucking much both maturity-wise and identity-wise. so yeah, heartbreak is tonights rec
