I was always too much for the ones I loved. So I wrote it all down for the ones who'll understand. i write for the ones who feel too much and say too little.
the ones who break quietly, love loudly, and still choose softness.
my stories are stitched with grief, longing, and a little bit of hope.
if you're reading this-
stay a while.
you might find a piece of yourself in the ruins. And if it reaches your heart, show it a little love back.
- Haya
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Sep 30, 2025 03:12PM
Hii My Beautiful ReadersChapter 20 of And Still I Loved You is now live.It’s a quiet, heavy chapter—filled with memories, loss, and the ache of people who never stayed.I’d love to hear your though...View all Conversations
Story by Haya Mir
And Still, I loved you.
They were never supposed to meet again, but fate had other plans.
They were never strangers.
They just became...
