echo Δ twenty one

It’s a strange thing to see you now and be
unable to recall how it felt to love you. Like a
half remembered dream, the essence of what
we shared is there, but the details are
all hazy. Like the house I grew up in, you’re
still familiar to me, but the feeling of home is
missing.

Δ Δ Δ

beau taplin // half remembered dream

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