the burial was today. i was sad to see you go. i am sad. i miss you xingqiu.
what is sadness?
is it a fallen leaf,
dancing away in the wind?
or a heavy rock,
crushing you until,
you are empty.
i guess,
you could ask the same
about happiness.
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"miss" / xingyun angst
FanfictionChongyuns journal as he journeys through the land of grief and poetry. After losing his best friend, the one he cherished, he takes up poetry as a way to remind himself of that soft love. TWS!! death, su!c!de implications, repetitive words, strong...
