nning from me when

anted to ask hi

chosen. It wasn't just about what we said anymore. It was about what we didn't. And in

nish into silence like I was too much for him to handle. And yet-he never really le

d time, space, healing. But deep down, I knew I was tr

ybe the thread I felt between us-this invisibl

and said, "I don't know what

ngs like that... they don't lie.

e I needed to know I mattered. I needed to know that when love stands a

ayed stil

e if I didn't, I would d

till there. But it's looser n

pray for him

r truly sees me, he w

grace. Even if it hurts.

waiting at door