y te digo que novembre se paso asi;

[a_sinking_ship]

we still sleep together,
but we sleep in our clothes.
this is our house,
but this is not our home;

thats what november felt like.
jannelle left on the 2nd, never to be seen again.
julian moved (back) in & its never been the same, since.

i love him.
i really do.

if i'm lucky, ill have it like this forever.