Unsent, but still true.
Love the heartfelt longing and recognition of a time past, a relationship in absence that withers - slowly.
Thank you so much for reading and for resonating with the words 😊
I enjoyed it, turning sadness into beauty is a talent.
You turned something so painful into something that touches deep. It is a beautiful poem.
Thank you so much for resonating with my writing 🩷.
I thought I was building walls with my "what if's."
Protected. Locked up. A safe.
Slowly, I realized. I made myself unsafe.
Air runs out when you choke your own voice.
"What if's" can't open the doors that save.
Once you run out, both missed a choice.
A choice to open that unsafe safe.
To meet "what if's" with "I trust you's," bravely gained.
I love how tenderly this is written.
Thank you so much 🩷
Beautiful
Love the heartfelt longing and recognition of a time past, a relationship in absence that withers - slowly.
Thank you so much for reading and for resonating with the words 😊
I enjoyed it, turning sadness into beauty is a talent.
You turned something so painful into something that touches deep. It is a beautiful poem.
Thank you so much for resonating with my writing 🩷.
I thought I was building walls with my "what if's."
Protected. Locked up. A safe.
Slowly, I realized. I made myself unsafe.
Air runs out when you choke your own voice.
"What if's" can't open the doors that save.
Once you run out, both missed a choice.
A choice to open that unsafe safe.
To meet "what if's" with "I trust you's," bravely gained.
I love how tenderly this is written.
Thank you so much 🩷
Beautiful