Dumb or Something

Hot air, a sticky phone, the deafening silence after unanswered messages. All of this is the familiar soundtrack to the season of “I think I've fallen for it again.” It's not even about love - it's about being tired of feelings turning into a joke with bad timing. When trust runs out faster than you can tan. When you just want to “write and not regret it,” but you know that later you'll be ashamed again, and it'll be back to a playlist of melancholy and cigarettes.

It beats steadily, like a heartbeat, after which you no longer wait for answers. You just shake your head and repeat to yourself: “Well, yes, I thought I was a fool... maybe it's true.” And that makes it even easier - as if honesty has finally become armor, not weakness.