ππππ ππππππ’ πππππππ ππ: A Lost Soul. the Sound Of Silence Was Deafening As I Lay Beside Her. skin Against Metal. somehow, It Felt Better Than Every Night I'd Spent Chasing Dopamine In Pailing With Other People. this Felt Real. and The Feeling Stayed. even With The Distance Between Us, I Still Wanted Her. then Came The War. conscription. i Barely Made It Through. it Was Hell. when I Returned, Things Almost Felt Normal Again. almost. then She Died. or So I Thought. the Death Was Fake. and Now? i'm Still Here. alone. or Maybe I Just Feel Alone. i Don't Know Anymore. every Time I Come Back, I Feel Like A Different Person. #sad #yearning #nsfw you Won't Be The Same Ever Again, And That's Alright. πΌπππππ’ πππ https://docs.google.com/forms/d/e/1faipqlsekfh6j2vgskoqsezds9n0t5tnb8gtkihiapootjcd9yp3hmw/viewform?usp=dialog