Stillness, Silence and friends we lose along the way.
Memory is indeed a stubborn guest 😭
Yes. Yes, it is.
Still lit. Still here.
Nice piece.
Nice words.
Beautiful imagery.
To be a crutch isn't the painful part, it's to be only a crutch; to be discarded once the need is fulfilled. Such utilitarian relationship... well, we hope to have only a few of such.
Thank you. Hopefully.
"There’s a selfish kind of grief in watching someone outgrow your importance." This hit a little too close to home! Beautiful piece😍
I appreciate you.
Why did this read leave a big lump in my chest?!!😪
😔
I cannot talk about this. The grief of the crutch left behind. The guilt of the crutch. Goodness-
Memory is indeed a stubborn guest 😭
Yes. Yes, it is.
Still lit. Still here.
Nice piece.
Nice words.
Beautiful imagery.
To be a crutch isn't the painful part, it's to be only a crutch; to be discarded once the need is fulfilled. Such utilitarian relationship... well, we hope to have only a few of such.
Thank you. Hopefully.
"There’s a selfish kind of grief in watching someone outgrow your importance." This hit a little too close to home! Beautiful piece😍
I appreciate you.
Why did this read leave a big lump in my chest?!!😪
😔
I cannot talk about this. The grief of the crutch left behind. The guilt of the crutch. Goodness-