2025-04-12
“Sanity”
Sometimes, you meet someone—
and it hits, not like lightning,
but like silence after noise.
Not love, not lust,
just a sigh from your soul saying,
No, not this one.
Not in anger, not in sorrow—
but in clarity.
You see them and know
you want to spend the rest of your life
without them.
Because peace is rare,
and your solitude is sacred.
Because chaos in company
is louder than any loneliness
you’ve ever known.
Sometimes, the bravest kind of love
is the one you give yourself.
To stay.
To walk away.
To know your own name
without their echo.
And so,
you sit in the quiet,
in the strength of your own stillness,
and you smile.
Not for what could be,
but for what you kept whole—
your heart,
your mind,
your love
intact.
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