Loving this Hypothetical Peace

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Learning to pause—
To breathe,
To be still.

Fighting myself
Served no one.

I worked so hard
To convince my heart
That you were worth the hurt.

But I knew.
You were never the one.

It was pride
That took longer to persuade.

You gave me peace
By simply being you.

And in that stillness,
Even pride
Let you go.

I love this peace.
I love it
For me.

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I’m a perpetually enrolled student in the University of Life™—majored in “What Am I Doing?” and minoring in “Is This Really It?” I laugh so much I’m auditioning for clown school, partly to tone down the existential dread—but mostly for the red nose. My life-plan strategy? Laugh→Mess Up→Learn. Repeat. Poetry anthologies are my emotional weighted blankets, and I carry one everywhere—because you never know when you’ll need a metaphorical hug—or a literal one if things get awkward. Poetry anthologies that I carry with me. Eclectic Musings: Thoughts from a forlorn soul (Musings of a lost immigrant soul Book 2) https://a.co/d/f1OXydJ Eclectic Romance: Awakening of a naive soul (Musings of a lost immigrant soul Book 1) https://a.co/d/7pX2ucd

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