Nostalgia | ✔

Nostalgia | ✔

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Highest Achievement - #7 in poetry [Oct 3, 2016] ~Nostalgia~ It's delicate, but potent. The pain from an old wound. A twinge in your heart.. Far more powerful than memory alone A feeling of a place Where we... Ache To Go Again. -My thoughts. My words. You'll be charged before God if you copy so think before you do it. I can forgive anything but my poetry means THE WORLD to me. :)- Publishing date [July 20, 2016] Ending date [September 15, 2019] Ranking on the last update: #391 in Poetry, #10 in poesia and #3 in poesie #18 in Poetry [January 7, 2021] #44 in Poetry [August 19, 2021] Featured at @WattpadPoetry
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I wrote this because I needed to survive it. Because there are some feelings too big for silence. Some heartbreaks too heavy to carry alone. This isn't fiction. This is my heart, broken open and rearranged into verse. "I saw you standing where the sidewalk curves, and suddenly my chest knew different words." - That's how it started. A glance. A stranger. A feeling I couldn't ignore. "You said we needed to talk. Those five words, I knew. I already knew." - And that's how it ended. Not with fire. With silence. I won't tell you that time heals all wounds. I won't say everything happens for a reason. I won't pretend heartbreak makes you stronger. But I will show you that: You can survive what you think will destroy you. You can break and still become beautiful. You can love someone and lose them and still be whole. You can be your own happy ending. I wrote these poems with tears on my face. I wrote them on good days when I forgot to hurt. Every word is something I actually felt. Every line is a moment I actually lived. "You are not broken. You are breaking open. And that's where the light gets in." - That's what this taught me. That's what I hope it gives you, the comfort of knowing you're not alone.

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