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Love taught me this: letting go hurts, whether they leave or I walk away. But loving someone should never mean losing myself. Protecting my heart isn't weakness—it's survival.

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A MOMENT TO REFLECT...
I was independent
Of all the things I could possibly think of,
Until a sudden moment
Made me dependent on something.
But that dependency
Was never meant to be mine.
However,
It opened me to a world—
Unfamiliar, yet whole.
I was scared to jump in,
So I didn’t.
I watched it through a glass of fiction.
It was wonderful;
A dream
I wished for every day.
But a broken heart—
From unacceptance and disgust—
Could never fully heal.
It left a scar.
I would love to jump in.
However, what I want—
Was it ever there?
I will know if I try.
But I fancy a life of my own.
And I really do want to seek that out.
A life that’s quiet,
A life that’s free,
A life that finally screams "me".
A pain—
Maybe.
It's sweet,
But it hurts.
A strong desire,
Neither lustful nor dirty,
But innocent and humble.
Overwhelmed with affection
When memories say
"Hi."
It gives me a sweet pain—
Electric,
Yet sorrowful.
At the end...
Oh wait!
I might know the word:
Melancholic.
Perhaps.