Letting Go
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The moon could not return what was lost, but beneath it she learned to stop asking the sky to rebuild a life only she could keep living.
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The forest becomes a burial ground for old apologies, dead promises, and the version of herself who kept begging people to stay.
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The past still lives in courtrooms, hospitals, and old names, but each morning the garden keeps proving life can grow beside memory.
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The woman who once waited has already left, and the old door was burned for firewood the moment almost stopped being enough.
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Unsent words become birds inside the chest, then paper cranes once she accepts that some stories will never reach their destination.
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She kept building a future brick by borrowed brick before realizing she was constructing a home for someone who had already walked away.
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Where answers should have been, silence leaves echoes, imagined explanations, and the question of whether disappearing was the destination all along.
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There was no final fight or slammed door, only silence cruel enough to make uncertainty feel like a haunted house.
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A door in Black Briar Forest holds every apology and goodbye that never came, until she chooses a path that goes around it.
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The forest offers no neat explanation for disappearance, only the quiet truth that not every traveler is brave enough to say goodbye.
Between Bruises & Blooms 