If We Were More Than Moments
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We live in fragments- passing glances, almosts, and unspoken words that echo louder than the ones we say. Life doesn't unfold like a story; it splinters like glass, catching light in unpredictable places. Somewhere between memory and meaning, we try to make sense of it all- of time, of pain, of love that arrived too early or too late.
This is not a map, but a mirror.
A collection of moments that could have become more- if only we were more than them.
"If only we were more than the moments".
But maybe...that's all we ever are.
And maybe, that's enough.
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