longing
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When Silence Masquerades as Love
I’m tired of calling restraint love. For too long, I’ve tried to convince myself that biting my tongue, locking my hands behind my back, and choking down the feelings that rise in my chest is a noble act. That holding… Continue reading
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Another Life, Maybe
There’s a kind of connection that doesn’t need to be spoken to be understood. Yours lives in the way I feel when you’re near me. I don’t know how to explain it clearly, but I notice things I don’t notice… Continue reading
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We Protected the Moment by Pretending It Wasn’t Real
Some memories stay sharp no matter how much time passes. Not because they were loud or dramatic, but because they lived in silence. In glances. In the way his hand almost reached for mine but didn’t. In the way we… Continue reading
Light Calls To Light 