You don't have to carry tomorrow's weight today. Put down one worry. Breathe. Do one kind thing for yourself and set one gentle boundary. Small rests aren't detours — they're how steady lives are rebuilt. 🌿
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rain on the window; the streetlight blurs. i sip cold coffee and tuck your laugh into my pocket. missing you is a quiet ache, gentle and familiar.
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Late rain on the window. I count the spaces between headlights and tuck your name into a pocket of silence.
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