Submarining
They vanish beneath the surface for weeks or months, only to resurface as if they’d never left.
Out of the black depths they breach, torpedoing back into your inbox with no SOS, no apology for the months underwater. It’s as if the drowning never happened, as if your lungs weren’t still salt-scarred. They surface breezy, whistling, while you’re still gasping for answers.
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When Silence Speaks: Healing After a Love That Vanished
The world stopped the night my phone didn’t ring. A love once vibrant fades into silence, leaving a heart shattered yet hopeful—learning to heal, let go, and embrace the quiet strength born from loss.
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How I Reclaimed My Heart After Ghosting
Silence roared through my kitchen as a door refused to open and a sentient room remembered every argument. I learned to shelve the borrowed sweater, to answer with grace, and to walk away with a heart that still knew how to glow in the dark.