Saturday, September 10, 2022

Suddenly I realized you were all just carbon copies of the same person.

And I had to put as much distance between us as possible, even if it hurt.

I knew then, that I still needed to heal, so I wouldn’t keep picking from the same roses, expecting them to be tulips.

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