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family had a storage issue with photos, i went to help out. found a bunch of pics of her and idk what to say.

those sound like big emotions but i really just feel small. i'm diminutive, quaint, delicate, timid. i'm aware i'm deifying, mythologizing, i can't help myself. i can't imagine a similar connection with anyone, nor am i seeking it.
i can't even really say i'm longing for the time we had, i did my best to make it miserable and often succeeded. but i do miss and revere her.
possibly a bit pitiful that i'm still so hung up on her. distractions are fine, but reminders demand my full attention once again. though the frequency has subsided over time, the magnitude of my emotions with regard to her have not.