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I loved you in the dark while you were an open wound. I gave you light, you gave me only cold. You hurt me, yes— but pain also teaches how to wake. I hold no anger. I learned to love. You’re still learning not to run. Now I bloom far from your ruins, stronger, softer, finally mine. @newgirldark
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Feb 11
Feb 11, 2026 at 12:09 PM UTC
After You
I loved you in the dark while you were an open wound. I gave you light, you gave me only cold. You hurt me, yes— but pain also teaches how to wake. I hold no anger. I learned to love. You’re still learning not to run. Now I bloom far from your ruins, stronger, softer, finally mine. @newgirldark
A love that hurt, but taught. No resentment, only growth: losing you was how I returned to myself and bloomed.
Newgirldark
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Feb 11
Feb 11, 2026 at 12:09 PM UTC
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