Daily Mood Drops

I stop to notice the way light dances on my wall

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I trace comfort in the shape of old feelings.

The wind knows secrets I’ve never told.

The air feels heavier when you’re not here.

I often stand still just to feel the world pass.

I write to the version of me that still believes.

You can still feel full of love in an empty room.

Even the breeze carries echoes of yesterday.

I speak to the stars in silent gratitude.

Even my stillness is part of the journey.