Dear someone, I kept my words to myself. You denied me & my words. And that was when I found beauty within my words and myself. Neither was I the one you wanted to see, nor you were the one I wanted. But at the end of the day I could guess that it was fine. In the process of healing and restoration, I fell in love with myself, and fell out of love for you. Sigh feels lang. penge repu

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