For the hearts that were broken

I have lots of drafts sitting on my dashboard but I feel like I want to write something else. Something raw and is spoken from the very bottom of my heart. Something that my Husband told me that I was used to good at. I don’t know what to call this post with, but since…

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{Short Story} Selfish

Sometimes when I say “I’m okay”, I want someone to look me in the eyes, hug me tight, and say, “I know you’re not.” It was one fine night, but I still couldn’t sleep. I kept flipping right and left on my bed, tried to shake the fear and sadness away, but I just couldn’t….

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