devotion
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I never stopped loving you,Not through the silence,Not through the waiting,Not through the miles that weren’t measured in distance. Love isn’t always foundIn perfect timing.Sometimes it’s foundIn hope that refuses to fade. I dream of ordinary things—Coffee growing cold,Tiny hands reaching for us,A home filled with laughter instead of longing. Until then,I’ll keep believingThat broken…
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There are storms I’ve survivedthat never made a sound,battles no one witnessedexcept the heart beneath my ribs. Then there was you. Not with fireworks,or promises too big to hold,but with quiet hands,steady eyes,and a kindness that made me wonderif peace could really know my name. You found me carrying piecesI was certain could never fit…
Between Bruises and Blooms 