Lacuna // stellahelaena Finally admitting it to myself came this hard and as rough and marred as the surface I’m standing on. Traces of you hit me straight in the face. It had to be this way. It had to bring me back here. I think so. I had to be...
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Lacuna // stellahelaena

Finally admitting it to myself came this hard and as rough and marred as the surface I’m standing on. Traces of you hit me straight in the face.

It had to be this way. It had to bring me back here. I think so. I had to be here. And I made it before the daylight faded.

Times like this when images and symbols outrightly remind me that your heart, like this brick floor, is no longer cracked open are also when momentary flashbacks leave me jaded.

The cracks are not empty anymore. They don’t get soaked in water for too long like it used to when it rains in September.

These empty spaces that mark the little piece of earth where we once stood and where we started to bloom was then a sight to behold.

But truth be told, these hollows already found their refuge—a place that is no longer mine to hold.

09/08/17

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“When you’re young, you just run and come back to what you need…” 🎵🎶 - This Love, Taylor Swift

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