it's really getting repetitive, this newfound obsession with time.
then again, isn't it a fair question?
how much is enough time?
a day? a week? several weeks?
is there even a period of time defined as enough?
those were all, of course, rhetorical questions. which are only ever followed by rhetorical answers.
actually, if you're being honest, you didn't have the answer to anything.
two months have gone by.
for you, at least. and kageyama.
two entire months passed like the speed of light. two months since the day you last talked to him.
two whole months.
you'd love to say that everything was back to being as perfect as ever and nothing was wrong...but that, unfortunately, is never the case.
you wish you could say that you were now fully healed—that everything was finally going back to normal.
but the truth is, you don't know if you even wanted things to go back to normal, anymore.
because seriously, what even is "normal"?
(ah. another rhetorical question.)
so much has changed in your life, to the point where it might be impossible to ever go back. and it felt like nothing was the same, when at the same time, everything was the same.
nonetheless, that small hope still lived on inside you. it may be fading more and more as the days go by, but it's there.
it's there.
a part of your heart will always long for kageyama.
for the friendship... and what could've once been something more.
two months, huh?
two months.
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loml😵💫🤲 [ 7:29 am ]
r u here yet????
im waiting impatiently :d
not even close🤕
we're literally still on the train bro
can you please tell the train to hurry up? (｡ ˇ‸ˇ ｡)
no can do
😧suffer 👿my👺friend🤮
wait i messed it up
🥱suffer👹my🎃playboy👽
oh i hate uಠ_ಠ
no u don't
ur right i don't
ure*
what is that('･_･')
oh nothing
but ooh look
some pics
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