We spend so much of our lives waiting for someone to read the story we never told... hoping they'll love the version of us we've written in silence. We build dreams around people, forgetting they are not promises, only passing reflections in our sea of hope. We ache for someone to see the storm we silenced, the ocean we carry inside. But life doesn't follow the script we imagined. Sometimes, the one who was supposed to stay... leaves. Sometimes, the love we give never finds its way back. And we break,not from what happened, but from what we expected. But this is where healing begins: You can drown in waiting, or you can rise, by loving the one soul who never left your side: YOUR OWN Make yourself the home you kept searching for in others.
~ ᵘⁿᵏⁿᵒʷⁿ
