twilight hero.

Not long ago, i asked someone:

"Why do u understand me so much? Much more then i do myself.."

His reply was:

"Girl... It comes with careful listening."

Dang. Then i got it. Memories came reeling, along with new-found philosophies almost drowning me.

Careful listening... Tt's why i love talking to him. Cus he responds to my inner voice.

Sometimes, i forget he doesn't live for me. In the past, that is. No longer now, because... Because because. I will nv forget that. It's deeply etched inside me. I won't forget that. Not anymore.

I need to listen to myself more. Then i can learn to be my own best friend, my own listener, and close up the void.

The gaping hole.

I miss my no more twilight hero.
No more because he only existed in the past.
Helplessly so.

I hope i'll snap out of this soon, because there ought to be so much more to look forward to.
Suppsedly. I need a direction.