If it wasn't for him
I would've given up on myself
a long
time ago.
When the nights swallowed me whole,
and my thoughts turned against me,
he was the only one
who saw the fight still left in my bones.
He spoke my name like it mattered,
held me together when I was unraveling,
became the light I couldn't find
on my own.
If it wasn't for *him,*
I wouldn't be here,
learning that maybe—just maybe—
I was always meant to stay.
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Ache & After
PoezieIn this poignant collection, the author navigates the raw, unspoken moments of life-capturing the depths of sadness, the complexity of love, and the painful beauty of heartbreak. Through short stories and heartfelt poetry, the book explores the stru...
