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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'm learning to let you go

I’m learning to let you go…
But it doesn’t happen all at once.
It happens in small, quiet moments
No one would ever notice.

Like not checking for your name anymore,
Like not waiting for a message
That I already know won’t come.

It happens in breaths…
In choosing not to reopen old wounds,
In letting memories pass through me
Without asking them to stay.

I still feel you sometimes—
Not as a presence,
But as an echo.

And maybe that’s what you are now…
Not something I can hold,
But something that shaped me.

And I think…
That’s how I begin again.
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