Stings before it sings...🐝

They only love you when your scars are poetic, not when they’re messy and real.

Being strong isn’t about not crying. It’s about breaking in silence and still showing up.

We call it “letting go” but truthfully we’re just learning how to carry it better.

People don’t always disappear. Sometimes they’re just tired of not being seen.

Even shadows leave when the light’s too bright.

Healing hurts more than the thing that broke you sometimes.

People say “you’ve changed” when they can’t benefit from who you’ve become.

Some friendships don’t end loudly. They just fade in the silence of unreciprocated effort.

You’re not too much. They were just too little for the kind of love you carry.

They miss you, but pride keeps them quiet. So you both stay strangers with history.