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Where love, heartbreak, and healing live in words
I once lovedlike I could disappear like if you askedI would becomewhatever you needed even ash and you saidwow like devotionwas somethingto observenot hold and something in mewent quiet not broken—just aware I saw myselfstanding there offering everythingto someonewho wasn’t evenreaching and now I am learninga different kind of love one that does not ask…
I have knowna kind of painthat could have split me in two—something sharp,something relentless— and still,I am here. I survivedbecause I refusedto surrender to the darkness,even when it whisperedit would be easier to fall. I carry scars. Some you could tracewith your fingertips.Others buried so deeplyonly a few have ever seen them. Stories writteninto my…
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 was never meant to hold. But leaving is harder when your heart has already chosen. You tell me this isn’t love. And I shrink a little— feel foolish, like maybe…
It hits without warning— not loud,not dramatic— just a quiet achethat settles in my chestlike it belongs there. I can be fine one moment,answering emails,moving through my day— and the next,I’m back there. At the beginning.At the almost.At everythingthat never quite became anything at all. It’s not even you I miss— (actually, it is…I just…
Four months ago,you were a stranger. Now,my heart remembers youbefore my mind can forget. 128 days—gone in a breath,yet somehowthey shifted something in me. There are things in lifethat take longer than this—becoming, growing, learning— and yet you werea voice saying my name,a laugh I still hear,a touch I can’t unlearn. I broke down barriersbuilt…
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 that was always enough to keep me around. You said you couldn’t give me what I needed, couldn’t be what I deserved, couldn’t meet me where I was already standing. And still—you said…
