Divinae

I am here, and I am not. It highly depends on my life and stress levels.

Perhaps I will return, but like a ghost,

walking among those I used to know.

Nostalgia is like a twisted knife to my chest.

To those I've grown close with,

I love and cherish you. You are not forgotten.

To those I have hurt with my disappearance,

I am sorry to cause you grief.

May your roleplay be joyus and happy

to fill the space I left behind.