It's been so long. I bet you didn't realize I was gone. I had no intentions on returning publicly, but something felt right about clicking "new post".
Truth is, I came here hoping to find a time when I was last "complete". I found nothing but regret from me reading so far back. Where did it all go? The comfort in not knowing, the want for nothing, the beauty in me... Where did it go?
I was never complete, and I hope to never be. Why? Just ask me later.
