Benching
They keep you on the sidelines of their heart, dressed for a game they’ll never let you play.
You’re the jersey they keep in the locker just in case the starting lineup gets injured—occasional flirty snaps, a maybe-date that never starts, enough game-time to keep your hopes warmed on the bench. Meanwhile they’re out on the field with someone else, and you’re clutching splinters, convinced tomorrow’s your turn at bat.
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When the Ghost Never Calls: Lessons from a Love That Never Arrived
In the silence after her absence, I learned heartbreak’s sharp truth—not about lost love, but the freedom found in someone who never promised to stay.