This is me trying
I saw you today—after telling myself, over and over, that I was done.
That I would walk away and let you go like something I
I saw you today—after telling myself, over and over, that I was done.
That I would walk away and let you go like something I
It hits without warning—
not loud,
not dramatic—
just a quiet ache
that settles in my chest
like it belongs there.
I can be fine
Four months ago,
you were a stranger.
Now,
my heart remembers you
before my mind can forget.
128 days—
gone in a breath,
yet somehow
I made my way to you,
telling myself you felt it too—
a quiet lie I chose to believe.
You said you wanted me and
it’s strange
how it starts so simply—
two people
standing at the edge of each other
saying,
hi… this is who i am.
and we
I thought love
was supposed to feel like fire—
something that pulls,
that burns,
that keeps you reaching
even when it hurts.
And with you,
His name was Drew and he was so fucking perfect.
We met at a Vineyard. I noticed him watching me walk to him, smiling. I
Love is enduring, transforming rather than vanishing with each chapter of life. It embeds itself in the quieter parts of our being, residing in memories
They say everything happens for a reason.
I used to believe that—
in a quiet, unquestioning way,
the kind of belief you carry
without ever