The one who seemed long dead, erased from memories, and buried. The one I cast aside myself, forgot, and severed.
Still, I have a hard time writing posts. It's not that words won't come, but rather that I can't bring myself to share them. It’s hard to put it out there, hard to share, open up, and show up. Every time, I write, then rewrite, then cut it down, and in the end, decide to post with no caption at all. I slashed everything this time, but even this feels like too much...
