Welcome to my little corner of the world, where thoughts flow like morning coffee. Here, you’ll find fragments of my heart—

Still

I keep rewriting the story,
the one where you choose me,
the one where the pills don’t win,
where love is enough
to keep you here.

But every ending
turns into silence,
and I’m left asking the same question—
what hurts more:

That you couldn’t love me the way I needed,
or that I still wish you could?