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Midnight confessions

At midnight hearts begin to speak, The strong grow fragile, lost, and weak. The silence opens every door, To hidden truths we can’t ignore. Midnight confessions softly fall, Like shadows dancing on the wall. The words we hide through all the day, Find moonlit courage on their way. “I miss you” sounds much more sincere, When only stars are left to hear. And broken souls stop wearing masks, Beneath the night that never asks. Perhaps the dark was always kind, A place where truth could breathe and shine. For hearts speak loudest after scars, In whispered talks beneath the stars.
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I feel numb...

 I've written you a thousand messages…

Only to erase every single one.
Not because I didn’t mean them,
but because I knew you’d never read them.

I have no more tears left to cry.
No words left to say.
My heart feels hollow,
and my body and mind have gone numb.

How did it come to this —
where I can’t feel anything anymore?
No joy, no sorrow…
just this quiet void where once, everything lived.

There’s a silence in me now,
the kind that doesn’t echo —
a silence that swallows every feeling before it’s born.

I don’t know what I want anymore.
I’ve stopped checking on you.
Not because I’ve stopped caring…
but because I can’t keep breaking my own heart.

My mind whispers,
“Let go. Stop searching. It’s time.”
But a part of me still waits…
still hopes you'll remember something soft about us.

Should I move on?
Or is love sometimes meant to linger,
like the final note of a song we can’t stop humming
long after the music ends?

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