track 15: twin

it’s strange, isn’t it? how, in the big year of 2025, i still dream about them almost every day. it's been so long now, and yet their memories still cling to me like shadows, refusing to fade away. i can’t help but wonder—do they ever think of me too? do they dream about me like i dream about them?

will there ever be a chance for us to patch things up? to find a way back to how we were before it all fell apart? i doubt it.. and honestly, maybe that’s for the best. things wouldn’t be the same anyway. the laughter we shared over the dumbest jokes, the visits to each other's homes at random hours—those moments are gone, lost somewhere in the past. we’ve changed. we've drifted apart.

but i know i won’t ever forget them. they’re still with me, in the most unexpected places—in the spots around our neighborhood we used to wander, in corners of my own house where i remember them once being at. even their voices, their laugh, echo in my mind at the oddest times. sometimes, it’s in moments when i wish i didn’t feel the weight of missing them so much T-T

you’d think, after all this time, i’d be able to think about them without the sting, right? smile at the memories, letting the nostalgia wrap around me without that familiar ache. but, no. i can’t. not yet, at least.