healing
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A Letter You’ll Probably Never Read
Dear you, I still catch myself looking for your truckwhen I drive past the park,hoping you’re out there—breathing, moving, doing something that feels like yours again. When I’m in a crowded store,my eyes wander without permission,searching faces that aren’t you,still hoping for just a secondwhere the world surprises me. At night, when everything finally slows… Continue reading
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The Quiet Ache of Wanting
He walked in, looking amazing, and I felt myself light up under his gaze.But as I replay each moment, I wonder – did I lose sight of who I am?What started out as simple exchanges became months of blurred boundaries.He never spoke of her, and I never asked, but was that my own denial?When I… Continue reading
