you ever think about how when you were younger you thought you were invincible like borderline immortal and that the sun rose for you and the moon followed you and you weren’t afraid bc you loved so many things and were passionate about the future

but now everything you loved, you don’t love anymore and the sun doesn’t rise for you and you’re not really passionate about anything and you’re kind of just always tired even though you’ve been in your bed for months and you don’t really know where to go from here

you just wish you loved something again