You tried to give me the sun, and I accepted it despite how badly I burned. I cherished the pain you gave me because you did it out of love. It was blinding, but I didn’t care that I couldn’t see. I simply enjoyed your warmth. Every single day used to be summer. Everything was colorful and bright. I felt alive, not realizing that eventually, everything dies to a hot enough fire.

Still waters

My heart is an anchor weighing me down. I’m sinking fast. I want to call for help but water is filling my lungs. There’s no point. The light above me grows further as I sink deeper. There’s nothing but darkness below me. I use up all my energy trying to struggle. Despite all my efforts, the darkness starts to consume me. I stop trying to save myself and let it swallow me whole.

—

I’ve been thinking a lot about how I’ve been handling my feelings, and it turns out I just don’t anymore. Something inside me has been locked up, and I don’t know why. I don’t really know what to say nor do I even want to reach out or talk about anything. I’ve lost interest in most of the things that used to bring me joy or make me feel better. Instead of talking about how I feel, I fill in the void by spending quality time with others to distract myself. Maybe sometimes excessively. I don’t want to get help anymore. I’m tired of always having to be helped or needing to be saved.

If your love is a song, I hope it plays on and on.

—M

necromancceerrr-deactivated2023:

HE WAS THE HERO ALL ALONG

—me after watching Ping Pong The Animation

I know what smiles sound like because of you.