Mending Midnight : Some Love Stories Begin with a Goodbye

Mending Midnight : Some Love Stories Begin with a Goodbye

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The past never truly leaves you. It lingers like the ghost of a storm, silent but destructive comma waiting for the right moment to pull you under. You can run from it, bury it beneath forced smiles and distractions, but it always finds a way to seep through the cracks...whispering reminders of everything you want to forget. I used to believe in love. The kind that wraps you in warmth, the kind that feels like home. But love betrayed me. It turned into something cruel, something suffocating. It became sharp edges and whispered threats, empty apologies and promises that never lasted. It left bruises. Both on my skin and my soul and no matter how much time passes, I still feel them. Some wounds never truly fade. I still remember the day I ran. The cold air biting at my skin and my breath unsteady and my heart pounding against my ribs like a caged animal desperate for freedom. Fear fuelled my steps but I knew I couldn't look back. Because if I did, I knew I would see him. And if I saw him, I wasn't sure I'd have the strength to keep going.
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