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I don’t know if you’ll see this.
And if you do, I don’t know if you’ll realize it’s meant for you.
But I’m going to write it anyway, because sometimes,
what’s on your heart deserves to be spoken — even if it’s whispered into the wind.

You’ve stayed on my mind,
in moments where I thought I’d finally moved on.
In quiet nights, in familiar songs, in things I wish I could share with someone…
but end up holding in, because only you would really understand.

There’s still a place in me where you exist —
not just as a memory, but as something alive.
Something I still care about.
Maybe something I never stopped believing in.

This isn’t a plea. It’s not about going back.
It’s about giving ourselves a moment —
a space where we can speak freely, honestly,
without noise or expectations.

If your heart feels any of this too,
if there’s still a small “what if” living in you…
Let’s talk. Just us.
No pressure. Just presence.
And maybe a little piece of something real

my love