I just want to say that I was listening to The Living Sculptures Of Pemberley from the Pride and Prejudice movie soundtrack while reading this. Amazing read!
Omg this made me want to pick up my phone and call an old friend who I haven’t spoken to in years but also just curl up into a ball and cry cuz I know it’s not the same. Sometimes things and people change while we wish to clutch to that old feeling of nostalgia. I loved this piece. Thank you for making my day❤️
There is so much loneliness in growing: up and apart. This piece is written with a delicate empathy not unlike nostalgia but still able to be self-aware. I think that's where a lot of the humanity that I love in it shines through. :^)
Ever since I read this I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it. Both because I’ve also been thinking about auto fiction as a format to re-introduce me into my fiction writing journey, and also because this was like staring into a mirror. So many lines in this hit so hard and so deeply and I can’t wait to read it over and over again because it’s definitely one of my favorite things I’ve read lately. Thank you so much for sharing 🤍
the part about pretending the distance wouldn’t change is so relevant; my friends are graduating in a few months while i take an extra semester and i want to think everything will stay the same
"We used to share everything: clothes worn until they smelled like both of us, secrets passed back and forth until they lost their sharp edges, beds where we’d lie awake talking about the people we might become. Now she didn’t even know where I slept." Loved this - so true of friendship that once took up everything in our heart and still remembers its darkest corners!
Agghh this feels like a therapy assignment I should write for my own well-being -- processing both what has been and what could have been. You have an incredible way with words. Thank you for this piece :)
I just want to say that I was listening to The Living Sculptures Of Pemberley from the Pride and Prejudice movie soundtrack while reading this. Amazing read!
💙💙💙
Omg this made me want to pick up my phone and call an old friend who I haven’t spoken to in years but also just curl up into a ball and cry cuz I know it’s not the same. Sometimes things and people change while we wish to clutch to that old feeling of nostalgia. I loved this piece. Thank you for making my day❤️
“How do you grieve something that never quite happened?” FELT
Chills. You are unreal.
I love this so much!🤧❤️
I had a kind of a similar situation with a friend and just got back all the feels I'd put off🥹
Need to know what happens at the wedding!😭
There is so much loneliness in growing: up and apart. This piece is written with a delicate empathy not unlike nostalgia but still able to be self-aware. I think that's where a lot of the humanity that I love in it shines through. :^)
You'll never be 17 in your hometown playing board games with your friends again
So many feels
Ever since I read this I haven’t been able to stop thinking about it. Both because I’ve also been thinking about auto fiction as a format to re-introduce me into my fiction writing journey, and also because this was like staring into a mirror. So many lines in this hit so hard and so deeply and I can’t wait to read it over and over again because it’s definitely one of my favorite things I’ve read lately. Thank you so much for sharing 🤍
loved reading this 🤍
“If you resist change enough, you end up being left behind. There’s pride in being the one who stays, but not the kind that lasts forever.”
First phrase and it already hit me bad
the part about pretending the distance wouldn’t change is so relevant; my friends are graduating in a few months while i take an extra semester and i want to think everything will stay the same
delusionally aware it’s not the case tho
i always love your pieces <3
"We used to share everything: clothes worn until they smelled like both of us, secrets passed back and forth until they lost their sharp edges, beds where we’d lie awake talking about the people we might become. Now she didn’t even know where I slept." Loved this - so true of friendship that once took up everything in our heart and still remembers its darkest corners!
I need more of Rowan and Andrew<3 I love your writing, it made me feel like I was present there in their world
Agghh this feels like a therapy assignment I should write for my own well-being -- processing both what has been and what could have been. You have an incredible way with words. Thank you for this piece :)