Between Bruises & Blooms
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She was willing to stay through fear and mess, but love could not survive being the only person still reaching.
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One morning she stopped checking for the name that never appeared, and the phone finally became an object instead of a graveyard.
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Missing her later does not erase the silence that taught her what absence weighs when love refuses to show up.
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She had already furnished a future in her mind before realizing she was the only one still carrying the keys.
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The goodbye arrived so slowly she mistook it for distance, until silence had already taught her how to live without them.
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They returned after the door had already changed meaning and loneliness was no longer enough reason to let them back in.
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Death took some people without choice; this goodbye hurt differently because the person who left was still breathing beneath the same sky.
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After years of searching for home in other people’s arms, she realizes the place she kept rebuilding was herself.
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She never slept; morning simply found her standing at the edge of night while the sky bruised itself into gold.
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Morning arrives from the wrong side of insomnia, catching her awake as darkness packs itself away one pale color at a time.
