This feels like standing inside a storm that remembers you better than you remember yourself. The fragility here is luminous, glass, tide, shadow, and prayer, all breaking, all still shining. A haunting meditation on how love endures even in its ruin. ❤️
This is hauntingly beautiful. Every line feels like it’s tracing the edges of something fragile inside all of us, the kind we rarely let anyone see. Thank you for putting it into words.✨
This feels like standing inside a storm that remembers you better than you remember yourself. The fragility here is luminous, glass, tide, shadow, and prayer, all breaking, all still shining. A haunting meditation on how love endures even in its ruin. ❤️
Thank you for your comment! You're very kind ♥️
Amazing ❤️❤️
Thank you very much 🫶😊
Welcome❤️❤️
This is hauntingly beautiful. Every line feels like it’s tracing the edges of something fragile inside all of us, the kind we rarely let anyone see. Thank you for putting it into words.✨
Thank you so much for your kind words! 🙏🩶 You are greatly appreciated!
I’ve never had some epic failed love story. But somehow I think this is the way it would have felt in the end…
Thank you for your comment, Diana 🫶
If you didn't write it little sister I'm not going to read it just the way it is LOL okay I'm joking I read it
Thank you for leaving such a thoughtful comment, I really appreciate it! I subscribed to you as well. 🙏 Thanks again!
Looking forward, brother!