all of me

Sometimes I feel alone, like now at 6.26am. And I’m not used to feeling alone anymore, not like I used to. I used to love being alone, partially because in being alone, the different versions of me used to creep out and I used to welcome them, all different sides of me. With content and non judgment. Now I judge, I’m slightly harsher,

do I scare myself away?

Talk to me

I’m sorry if I offended you,

Ive been caught up. But slowly I’m returning back to you.

We had so many good times.

Let’s just be again.

Like early 2016?