words from the heart
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Someone slips quietly into every thought until affection becomes wildfire and even tomorrow begins wearing their face.
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Love ruins poetry in the best way when one person begins haunting every metaphor, every page, and every unwritten name.
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A tender confession about carrying someone like a protected secret and wondering what they would do if they knew.
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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 