27092025, saturday
i’m waiting for you. i always will be.
i'm begging everything that listens. i am fighting God himself. i would go to war with the universe, rewrite fate with my bare hands, if it meant you would still be here with me.
come back.
what else can i say? what else can i do?
i’m standing still in a world that keeps moving, holding space only for you.
tell me what to do. tell me how to endure this.