𝖽𝗈𝗋𝖺

Some chapters end without closure. You just keep reading.

Love arrived barefoot.

October always looks like a goodbye nobody said out loud.

Some souls feel familiar because your heart met them long before your eyes did.

The cigarette ended before the memory did.

“You’ve changed.” “I had to, to survive you.”

I learned the hard way that love without effort is just a pretty lie.

With you, even silence feels like it’s holding me.

Pov:

Not everything that ended was a mistake — some things were lessons with an exit.

Some memories don’t fade — they just stop asking for your attention.

I love you in quiet ways — in pauses, in glances, in not needing words.

I didn’t lose myself — I gave pieces away to people who couldn’t hold them.

I hate when people act like they know me. Only my best friend does, the rest can shut up.

Some chapters hurt less when you stop expecting a different ending.

“Why did you leave without a fight?” “Because I was the only one fighting.”

I don’t chase happiness anymore — I notice it when it sits beside me.