emotional healing
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She no longer wants a love that consumes her—only one that helps her return to herself.
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Between shadow and soul, bruises, grief, cigarettes, rescue, and blooming all belong to the same map of becoming.
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A mind displayed like art would look tragic from a distance, until someone stayed long enough to notice the survival inside every crack.
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Some songs don’t stop belonging to you just because someone changes the dedication. This poem isn’t about ownership—it’s about memory, and how love can echo long after the music changes.
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Grief is complex and personal, intertwining joy and pain; survival alone signifies resilience amidst profound loss and enduring memories.
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The work may not come with a paycheck, but every poem and page is building something real one sentence at a time.
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Three weeks, three apologies, three promises—and the growing realization that sorry means less every time nothing changes.
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Healing is not forgetting the past—it is learning to love the version of yourself who survived it and kept choosing tomorrow.
Between Bruises & Blooms 