brea⸆⸉ 🎀 :
she makes me feel like high school,
but the kind I never got to have. the kind that got stolen by depressive episodes and calorie counts, by mirrors that lied
and a body I was taught to fight.
she feels like passing notes in class, the kind of freeing feeling that no one but us knows, because it’s ours.
like laughing too loud in the hallway,
like sunlight through windows at 3 p.m, like being young without being at war with myself. with her, I am fifteen again, but softer, but safer, but free. she gives me the years I lost
without even knowing she’s holding them.
she hands them back gently wrapped in loving smiles, in warm glances, in the simple miracle of being seen, the way no one even tried to see me before. she is my second chance at a first time, and somehow, in having her in my life I finally feel the way I was always meant to feel, so free, so loved,
so known.
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