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I shaved my brows a certain way, and suddenly, the mirror felt like a time machine. The face staring back wasn’t the one I had learned to build — with its practiced angles, its quiet defiance, i...

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There are still days when I can’t fully understand how someone like you found your way to me — not by accident, not in passing, but with intention so gentle and real it softened parts of me I th...

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I began in fear, carrying a heart that had been fractured too many times. A few hours before you came into my life, the last fragile thread of my trust in men had snapped, leaving me hollow, con...

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The first time I said I love you, it was light as air, almost careless. It was a phrase we both agreed to exchange, a kind of punctuation to moments that felt too silent without it. I let it sli...

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We have not known each other long. And yet, time has a strange way of bending when you are near—days stretch differently, moments linger longer, and silence itself feels changed. Before you, my ...

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It’s terrifying how quickly you’ve become part of my every day. I barely knew you yesterday, and yet now, it feels like I’ve always known the sound of your voice, the way your presence settles i...

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Not wanting to love is a kind of stillness. It’s an untouched road stretching far into the horizon, where the air is quiet and nothing pulls at your feet. It is the refusal to plant a seed becau...

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It’s happening. I can see it—the slow splitting, the quiet fall of pieces too small to catch. I’m holding on, but it keeps slipping, grain by grain, like sand through the cracks in my fingers. E...

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It’s strange—how close I come to it. Like the feeling lingers just behind my ribs, not quite taking root, but heavy all the same. I almost love the way you hold me in a crowded room, your hand f...

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I couldn’t stand the way you looked at me—as if I were something delicate, something you didn’t want to break. It made my skin prickle and my chest feel tight, like you could see past everything...

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It’s like the universe understands what I’m feeling. The thunder, roaring from the clouds, just in time to sing to my sobs. The lightning, capturing this very moment, and the same moment in dif...

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I don’t love you. I believe. I want to believe that I love you just for the sake of knowing what I feel for you. But I don’t know what I feel. I don’t love you. I’d like to think I do. Because i...

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We’ve all lost something. Especially after losing someone we love. We lose a part of ourselves the moment we lose those who are lost. We become lost ourselves. They aren’t the only ones that’s l...

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Don’t take it to heart when I say I don’t love you anymore. The statement “I don’t love you anymore” doesn’t mean I didn’t love you then. It only means that the love I once had for you faded away...

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I love the way you make me smile. I love the way you make me feel. Even though I know that this is wrong. But as they always say, “we all crave for the things we can’t have”. Thus, I’m afraid tha...

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