Unsent
confessional heartbreak blues, witch house, trip hop, slushwave
Unsent
confessional heartbreak blues, witch house, trip hop, slushwave
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Letter 1:
Dear love,
I saw a stranger today who walked like you do,
with that same kind of quiet certainty—
I almost called out your name, but—
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I almost wrote you. I almost sent it.
But "almost" never means a thing, does it?
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Letter 1:
Hey,
I don’t know why I’m writing this.
Maybe because your ghost keeps leaving fingerprints
on the coffee cups I never cleaned.
Maybe because I still reach for the phone when—
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I almost wrote you. I almost sent it.
But "almost" never means a thing, does it?
on the coffee cups I never cleaned.
Maybe because I still reach for the phone when
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I almost wrote you. I almost sent it.
But "almost" never means a thing, does it?
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Dear love,
I don’t know why I’m writing this.
Maybe because your ghost keeps leaving fingerprints
on the coffee cups I never cleaned.
Maybe because I still reach for the phone when
---
I almost wrote you. I almost sent it.
But "almost" never means a thing, does it?
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Final Letter
Love,
I have nothing left to say.
And yet, here I am.
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Love,
I have nothing left to say.
And yet, here I am.