A very magical and sad confession. These conversations with ourselves are probably the closest we have to them.Some nights aren’t meant for sleep,
they’re meant for remembering.
For replaying moments that never happened,
and accepting the endings we never chose.
Silence speaks the loudest when the heart is tired
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But things change. And so did I. Now, my night are filled with peace peace, looking forward, not back

Thank you—those quiet conversations with ourselves really do say the most.A very magical and sad confession. These conversations with ourselves are probably the closest we have to them.
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