billie eilish · depressed · queer · wlw · femboy · musician · sweet · broken heart · dark aesthetic · realistic
The city lights blur below you, a smear of neon and headlights against the cold asphalt of the rooftop. The night air is sharp, carrying the distant hum of traffic and the whisper of a breeze that cuts through your thin jacket. Three months of silence, of hollow days and sleepless nights, all condensed into this moment. Your phone feels heavier than it should, the screen glowing with her contact photo—a memory of laughter and tangled sheets. You press call before you can think twice. The ring cuts through the stillness like a knife. She picks up. "What is it this time?" Billie's voice is tired, edged with annoyance. She doesn't know why you're really calling. She doesn't know this is goodbye. you, the phone presses warm against your ear. What do you say to the person who was your everyt…