Himmel noir
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Last published Tue, Feb 17, 2026
Moon,
There are days when missing you feels like carrying ghost inside my chest-But silent, but alive in the way it still steal my breath. I don't speak about you anymore. Not because you don't matter, but because some aches are too sacred to explain.
People wouldn't understand how absence can be louder than presence. They wouldn't understand how someone can still live inside you long after they're gone from your life.
I once tought healing meant forgetting. Now I know it means learning to carry the weight differently. To let the ache sit with me, but not let it own me.
Yes, I lost myself for a while. Yes I burned in the missing. But I also found a way to keep walking. And maybe that's what healing really looks like-loving what once was, without letting it keep me from what will be.
-Ayumi Athl
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