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[originallutece]

is that a motherfucking homestuck reference in the year of our lord 2018

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[originallutece]

[There's a fair bit of quiet on her end after that.]

No. Not particularly surprised, no.

It is different, isn't it? When you've someone who knows you so well. So much so that you barely need to speak before they know what it is you're speaking. The thing I was before-- a ghost, or a god, or whatever you may want to call it-- I can't describe how interlinked our thoughts were.

Even before that, though . . . our home was the only place I felt truly safe. Unguarded. He felt what I did, and knew what I thought. There was none other I trusted with my weaknesses or my feelings. And afterwards--

We were almost one.

My point being: it's almost an end to loneliness, isn't it?

And all the more devastating when it ends.

[reposing]

For me, I feel almost foolish. I have someone I love here. Someone I would die for, easily. But with D, it was different. It always will be.

I think you're right, that I felt like I was never alone with him.

In any case, I hope you reunite with your other half. I have, at least, a fraction of knowing what you feel.

[originallutece]

I don't see why that's foolish. Unwise, perhaps, in that it leaves you vulnerable, but you aren't the first person with a heart torn in two.

[reposing]

A fair point. I think about it a bit too much, perhaps.

[originallutece]

I hardly see how you can help it.