May 5, 2025
Blue Silence
I said too much. She said “good night.” But I felt the chaos in her chest, the white soul trying to breathe under my storm. I was too much. Again. I always am.
—sometimes the silence hurts more than the words.
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Blue Silence
I said too much. She said “good night.” But I felt the chaos in her chest, the white soul trying to breathe under my storm. I was too much. Again. I always am.
—sometimes the silence hurts more than the words.
But… life has its own script!
It doesn’t break you loudly.
It tests you quietly.
It doesn’t warn you before the storm —
It just watches to see
If you remember how to stand in the rain.
They say “what doesn’t kill you makes you stronger,”
But no one talks about
How heavy strength feels
when you’re building it alone.
Still…
Here you are.
Breathing.
Trying.
Standing.
At night, your thoughts are mostly about…
Things you should’ve said.
Things you wish someone understood.