You said you needed space. To find yourself. To...
You said you needed space. To find yourself. To grow. It's been six months. How much space do you need? I've given you the world. The universe. Complete silence. And you haven't reached out. Not once. Not at all. I guess "space" was just a nice word for "goodbye."
— — Finally At Peace
Enshrined on November 24, 2025 at 12:22 PM UTC