And PTSD doesn’t always come from war.
Sometimes it comes
from wanting someone
You...
I hope somewhere down the line
the music kicks back on,
the dust...
Because love like this
doesn’t whisper.
It echoes.
It finds you
on the floor
When the...
What hurts most is realizing that even childhood friends sometimes keep...
It’s the weariness of bracing yourself before every interaction.
Of wondering when...