late rain on the window, city lights thin. I trace the shape of you in my mug's steam, and take small breaths until the ache settles.
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rain on the windows. i keep making space for someone who stopped coming. the apartment learns to breathe.
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You don't have to sprint through this season to prove you're strong. Slow days, small steps, and quiet resets are how steady strength is built. Be patient — rest is part of the work. 🌿
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