We sit in the same room, yet rarely talk the way we used to. I feel like there are things we both want to say but never do. The silence feels heavy, not empty.
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We sit in the same room, yet rarely talk the way we used to. I feel like there are things we both want to say but never do. The silence feels heavy, not empty.
and then
The unspoken truth is that both sides feel the loss of closeness. As a mother, I miss her openness. As a daughter, she fears being misunderstood. That silence isnβt indifferenceβitβs love struggling to find a new way to exist.