self worth
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The last time she saw them becomes a scene memory keeps replaying, searching ordinary details for the goodbye it did not recognize yet.
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Love did not end in one dramatic moment; it wore down slowly until the sentence finally learned where to stop.
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She is not only what happened to her; she is every scar, lesson, mistake, and second chance that kept moving forward.
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After men who confused control, desire, and love, one familiar person stands apart in the softness of ordinary things he chooses to share.
Between Bruises & Blooms 