for when your heart is broken

You keep replaying it. Looking for the moment it could have gone differently. Looking for the thing you said, or didn't say, or should have said. Looking for the place where you could have changed the ending.

There isn't one. That's not a failure. That's just how this one ends.

The grief is proportional to the love. You can't have one without risking the other. What you're feeling right now is just proof that what you had was real.

These are for the night when it's sitting on your chest and you need someone to just say it plainly.

things that might land

You're not grieving who they were. You're grieving who you were when you were with them. That person existed. That's what makes this real.

Missing someone isn't a reason to go back. It's just proof that what you had was real.

It hurts this much because it was worth this much. That is not a small thing to have had.

What is grief, if not love persevering?

Vision, WandaVision

You're not starting over. You're starting from everything you learned. That's different.

I need to hear something right now

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