2.01.2026

Storm

 After some time apart,

He said to her softly, "I wanted to talk to you."


She feigned a smile, eyes carrying days of pain she couldn't whisper loudly...


"I've always loved hearing what you had to say, your words still feel like home. But I know this time, you're not here to stay."


And yet, she never wanted to hear goodbye from him.


*Storm -Ruth B. 🎶*

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