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good morning... ♡(･´з`･)(´∀｀)♡

F4F?? 

          Some people walk in, softly
          yet the world grows brighter.
          
          They see the parts you hide,
          and instead of turning away,
          they smile,
          as if your cracks were constellations.
          
          With them, laughter feels like home,
          silence feels safe,
          and you remember the sound
          of your own heartbeat steady, alive.
          
          Their warmth doesn’t burn,
          it heals.
          They teach you beauty isn’t perfection,
          it’s being real, being seen, being free.
          
          And suddenly,
          you are sunlight too
          unfolding, glowing,
          becoming who you were always meant to be <3
          
          

It’s strange how we hold on to people we know are breaking us.
          Not because we don’t see the truth,
          but because the heart clings to familiarity
          even when it hurts.
          We tell ourselves they’ll change,
          that love will soften the damage,
          but deep down we know
          some people are lessons we keep reliving
          until we finally choose ourselves.

It happens again
          different faces, same feeling,
          the echo of a lesson I swore I’d learned.
          
          Life loops like a quiet song,
          repeating until I truly listen.
          Maybe it’s not cruelty,
          but a call to awaken
          to choose differently this time,
          to grow where I once stayed stuck.

Are you gonna marry, kiss, or kill me? 
          It's just a game, but really