721
Yes, I've been counting.
A few days ago, it was 719
So I don't know who they are or why
I don't do this to keep tabs
I do this because at this time, it's all I can do
To watch, from the outside.
I am now essentially a stranger.
I see your stories, I try not to
But I do
And i see them multiple times and wonder
would i have been there, in these photos?
But I guess it wasn't meant to be?
So I'm here instead,
watching and waiting and wondering why
it goes up or down.
I never cared for numbers, until now.
I will eventually, stop counting
But I don't know what that will symbolise and
I don't know if I want to stop counting
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Author:
applecherry (
Online) - Published: November 5th, 2025 07:00
- Category: Unclassified
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