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There’s a strange kind of grief that comes with growth.Not the loud kind. Not the one you post about. But the quiet ache that lives in your chest when you realize: You’ve changed.
And the things that used to feel like home... no longer fit.
There’s a strange kind of grief that comes with growth.Not the loud kind. Not the one you post about. But the quiet ache that lives in your chest when you realize: You’ve changed.
And the things that used to feel like home... no longer fit.