I think about the people who never gave up on me, even when I started giving up on myself. The ones who saw the messiest parts of me and the moments I drifted away. They didn’t need explanations, they just cared. And in a world where it’s so easy to walk away, they stayed. They reminded me that I’m still worth showing up for.
Not everyone stays, and that’s okay. Life happens, people grow apart. But I’ll always be grateful for the ones who stayed, even when they didn’t have to. ♥
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