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Where love, heartbreak, and healing live in words
You used to live in my favorites. Right there at the top. I never had to look for you.Never had to scroll.Never had to wonder how long it had been. You were just there. Until today, when I was laughing at something a friend sent me,sitting in the middle of an ordinary morning,working on another…
Nine years ago today, I thought I had reached the end of my story. I didn’t know there were pages already waiting for me that I had not lived long enough to turn. I didn’t know there would be mornings when sunlight would find me and I would actually want to be found. I didn’t…
I used to thinkfalling in love againwould mean another person. Another hand to hold.Another namesoftening in my mouth. I never imaginedit might be something gentler. The way sunlight spillsacross the kitchen floor. There was no defining moment. No morning when I woketo find the grief had packed its thingsand slipped away. No single daywhen everything…
I dreamed about you last night. I can’t remember all of it. Only the feeling of trying to reach the end of something and waking before I could. Maybe I was trying to say goodbye. Maybe some part of me still believed there were words left between us that, if I could only find them,…
I spend so much time wandering through my memories because that’s the only place you still exist in my life. It’s strange how a person can disappear from your days but remain everywhere inside your mind. I visit the sound of your laugh the way other people revisit favorite songs. I replay conversations until I…
There were daysI was certainlife had mistaken mefor someone stronger. Days that arrivedwith empty handsand still managedto take something. I thought survivalwould feel heroic. Instead,it looked likegetting out of bed,answering one more call,believing tomorrowmight softenwhat today could not. I used to wishI could eraseevery wrong turn,every goodbye,every crackthat split my heart open. But standing here…
