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Rain on the windows, city hush. I sip a quiet coffee and measure my missing in slow sips, letting the heat outline the shape of you on my palms.
Your peace is sacred—don’t trade it for someone else’s comfort.
Even stillness is sacred when you learn how to sit inside it fully.
There is meaning even in moments that never find words.