It’s like déjà vu. We argue, say we’ll fix things, then nothing changes. I started feeling like I was the only one who remembered the promises or cared about trying differently.
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I felt silly at first, caught up in thoughts of someone I hardly knew. But honestly, it gave me something exciting to look forward to — even if it only lived in my imagination.
I didn’t expect to feel anything, but the moment our eyes met, something shifted. This kind of instant pull doesn’t happen often — when it does, it shakes you in the best and scariest way.
Everything started feeling too fast—noisy streets, constant updates, crowded places. In my 40s, I realized it wasn’t the world that changed, it was me. I just needed to slow down.
and then