11/11/2025
There’s a quiet kind of freedom
in accepting I’ll never be the one he builds a life with.
No more anxious waiting,
no more sadness lingering in the corners of my heart.
Just peace — steady, silent, and mine.
For him, nothing changed.
But for me, everything did.
I no longer ache for what could be.
I no longer chase what won’t stay.
I’m learning to love the stillness,
to honor the healing,
to believe I deserve more
than almost love.
