Wake me up, see the fire has fully surrounded us
Hey, I know as I'm choking upon the ashes
Of the friends and the love I used to know
I used to know back then
I made up a word years ago: Hauntling. Its when you recognize something small in your life that triggers a haunting memory from your past. These are the residual after effects of trauma that are a constant reminder of things you wish to forget. To this day i experience them.
Me eavesdropping:
Them: “Aruba is fucking amazing its my favorite island, everyone there is either from Jersey or a cop”
Me: “Sounds like a fucking nightmare”
Them: “blankly stare at me”
Me: *walks away*