Arrival

She does not wait at windows anymore. 

She does not chase footsteps that fade. 

She does not confuse longing with love or silence with mystery. What remains is her. 

Standing whole. 

Unapologetic. 

Unreachable by anyone who cannot meet her where she stands. 

And that is not loss. 

That is arrival.  

 

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