Apr 27
𝐍𝐨 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞𝐝
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No one noticed the way her lungs would hesitate, like even breathing felt optional.
No one noticed how the noise inside her head was louder than the hallway bells, louder than laughter that wasn't hers.
No one noticed the locked bathroom stall, the silent shaking, the tears wiped away before the mirror could tell.
No one noticed how long her sleeves stayed down, even in summer.
No one noticed the way she mastered the art of "I'm fine".
But the truth? She was a storm learning how to whisper.
And maybe— just maybe— someone will notice one day.
And instead of silence, they'll say, "I see you."
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