I’ve been writing end of the year letters, reflecting.
I wrote you a short one. It’s starts with I
It ends with anymore.
It’s different than all the other letters.
They all start with a casual Do you remember
And end with Here for you
6/2026 // hazy in my thoughts, leading nowhere
I thought maybe I’d write about all this, but it’s hard to write when you don’t feel.
I can’t pinpoint who I am anymore and there’s this piece that’s been dampened.
lost without a cause
'cause all of my nightmares have turned into daydreams
It’s all filed under the blanket of this year.
I never liked hiding under the blanket.
I found it hard to breathe, never enough air.
Too hot. Too heavy. Too dark.
6/2026 // stuck in a cycle
6/2026 // temporary
song: temporary by savings