.

I depended on them.
They're the ones that reminded me, there is hope. They happened, even if something went wrong, it can be fixed, and it can be great again. Their existence gave hope. Their existence tells, if it doesn't work out in the future, I still have them.

But now I don't have them.

They're what kept me going.

If life sucks, if life's a torture, at least it used to be good.

Now there's just nothing.

I lost the audios.
All of them.

I lost them all..

I lost the only way to hear you calling me that.
I lost the only way to still hear you say those to me.

How to still have hope