Some silences in this relationship belong to someone I never met.
Fresh today · Friday, 10 July
New Wishes
A handful of wishes pulled from the cabinet this morning. Pick one up — copy, save it to your pinboard, or send it on.
He scrolls past her photos a little too slowly to be casual.
Wishing I trusted what he says more than what his eyes accidentally show.
I'm not afraid of his past — I'm afraid it's still his present in private.
He calls me his — but his sigh sometimes belongs to her.
Wishing he'd close the door on her so I could finally exhale.
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What are we writing today?
Cabinets sorted by occasion. Open one — pages are arranged by warmth, not algorithm.
- Anniversary
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- Belated
- Best
- Birthday
- Boy
- Boyfriend
- Christian
- Christmas
- Congratulation
- Diwali
- Easter
- Eid Mubarak
- Engagement
- Farewell
- Fathers Day
- Friendship
- Funny
- Get Well
- Girl
- Girlfriend
- Good Morning
- Good Night
- Graduation
- Hanukkah
- Heart Touching
- Holiday
- Invitation
- Job
- Love
- Miss You
- Mothers Day
- New Year
- Recovery
- Retirement
- Romantic
- Thank You
- Thanksgiving
- Wedding
- Well
- Women's Day
- Sympathy
- Valentine's Day
- Halloween
- Veterans Day
More from today
I refuse to keep auditioning for a part he never finished writing out.
Some loves end on paper and linger in everything else.
Wishing he loved his present as loudly as he mourns his past.
I deserve a love that isn't divided between then and now.
He looks at our future and I'm not sure who he sees standing in it.
Wishing his heart had moved out at the same time his apartment did.
I can be patient with his healing — but not with his hiding.
Some men leave relationships; some men just relocate inside them.
Wishing the woman he loved had taken her chapter with her.
I don't want to share him with a memory that gets all the soft edges.
He says she's nothing — but nothings don't usually need that much defending.
Wishing I could love him without translating his moods.
I'd rather lose him to the truth than keep him on a technicality.
Some wishes are for things to change; some are for the courage to leave them.
He's here — but I keep feeling like I'm hosting two of him.
Wishing he'd choose me without needing to convince himself.
I'm not interested in winning him; I want him to have already chosen.
Wishing his past would stay where pasts belong — behind us.
He says he's mine, but a part of him still RSVPs to her.