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Image Credit: Shutterstock Take a moment to breathe through the seconds and hours that have passed you by.  Take a moment to let your memories sink in, to relive those bits that brought you joy. Settle yourself amidst the chaos and uncertainty, amidst the judgement and scrutiny, but also amidst the laughter and liberty.  Feel the love you've held onto and the love you've given away. Feel the fleetingness of emotions and thoughts, the gravity of actions and words.  The thousand what ifs that have swirled through your mind, the 'I should'ves' of yesterday, and the 'I cans' of tomorrow.  Accept the absences, the loss of loved ones, the missed chances to say goodbye.  Acknowledge the ones who came through for you, staying with you through rain or shine. Acknowledge t hose who have cared and been there and those who walked away, making you stronger each day. Don't fret over the thought of tomorrow, a new year, a new life. You'll get there in a little whi...

Image Credits: Julian Selemin, Contra Honestly, I think I dislike you— But often I find myself pausing Somewhere between indifference And what else did I expect? Dislike feels too mild, But hate sounds too much. You have a way Of drawing things out of me That I don’t always recognize Until it’s too late. I’m not sure who I resent more— You, Or the version of myself That keeps repeating the same pattern, Even while trying to resist it. My guard slips. Things I’d rather keep hidden Come into view, And I try to mask it all With confidence that doesn’t hold up. Nights arrive quietly, Not full of promise, Just the same weight Of thoughts looping back again, Unchanging. I tell myself I dislike you— That it’s buried deep, Under disappointment, Some anger, And a quiet frustration With myself. There’s no grand feeling now, Just a blankness That mirrors your calm, Which somehow unsettles me. And when I see myself— Really see— I’m not shocked, Just a little t...

Image Credit: ViewBug Seconds to hours to a lifetime — The inevitability of fading lights  Growing distances between lips and hearts Oblivion in smiles and twinkling eyes.  The know-how of treading fine lines Of knowing the place you hold Among those whose faces seem welcoming  And those whose greeting marks  The indifference of your existence.  Your eyes follow everything; you go unseen Mind and body grow frigid among warm bodies Move on ahead in seclusion, disguised mien The sun still shines — maybe someday  It'll burn yellow just for you