Can you please come back? It's been a while and too long. I love you, I miss you, I'm obsessed by you.
My insides just fired up only because I happened to have seen a comment of yours confirming that you liked precisely the song that made me think of you. The way you used to call me, for the first time ever I was called like that, it was by you.
Are you good? Are you really good? My goodness.
God, I'm so hopeless and lost.
Why do you always like the songs they do for me? I bet you don't even know they were for me. The one she did the other time with my lyrics. And now the one he did this time by my suggestion and then he even dedicated to me. I hope the song helped you in some way a little maybe for you to process your mourning too.
You knew you were all family to me and I didn't have anything. Still you left me stripped of everything. It's all good. It's all okay. I've got my heart with all this love still and it's not hurting anymore. Thank you.
,(clearly not healed from my love illness lol 🤦🏽🥺💔 or maybe it's just the residue in my nervous system
-Reasoning: "you don't actually miss them, you miss moments from the past and the connection, the way you were acknowledged and they made you feel seen. Music is dangerous because its tied to memories and limerence loves that." WELL I KNOW I MISS THEMMM! FOR THEM. FOR WHAT THEY WERE AND DID AND SHOWED. BULLOCKS!)