ArchiveJanuary 22, 2021

I see you. Creeping back in. Creeping back into my life. It’s been years now since we fell out. No apology. No accountability. But you’re trying to come back now. The texts. The calls. I see you. Creeping back in. Pieces of me miss you. Pieces of me want nothing to do with you. Pieces still sting. Pieces still hurt. Confusion takes over. Where I do go from here? I see you. Creeping...