I stained the pages of my mind trying to rewrite the story.
I tore out whole chapters, hoping to change the leading character.
But with pieces of me missing, we lost all direction.
The ink of yesterday had already dried—
The only lines I could change were the ones yet to be put to paper.
It took him and me years to reread and transcribe those old pages—
not to rewrite them, but to finally accept them.
Through repairing the chapters passed,
I started understanding the character more deeply.
And I accepted him—
not just the good,
but him in his entirety.
Jul 20, 2025
Jul 20, 2025 at 4:18 PM UTC
I stained the pages of my mind trying to rewrite the story.
I tore out whole chapters, hoping to change the leading character.
But with pieces of me missing, we lost all direction.
The ink of yesterday had already dried—
The only lines I could change were the ones yet to be put to paper.
It took him and me years to reread and transcribe those old pages—
not to rewrite them, but to finally accept them.
Through repairing the chapters passed,
I started understanding the character more deeply.
And I accepted him—
not just the good,
but him in his entirety.