Memories
The memories that keep their own clocks—old conversations, familiar places, small details, and people who return without ever actually coming back.
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He crossed an ocean while she crossed the distance between fear and sleep, meeting somewhere in the safety of a voice through a screen.
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Some people become memories; others remain questions, carried through oceans, years, and the unfinished possibility of what might have been.
Between Bruises & Blooms 