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You were my safe place. And now, I don’t know where to go. I used to find shelter in your arms a kind of peace I never thought I deserved but somehow found with you. When the world was too loud, when life got too heavy, it was your voice, your presence, your love that held me together. You didn’t just make me feel loved you made me feel safe. Safe to fall apart. Safe to be seen. Safe to be myself. Not just a person not just a heartbeat beside mine but the place where I found warmth in a cold world. The place where I could breathe without fear, rest without question, love without limits. You were the arms I ran to when everything felt too loud. You were the voice that quieted the chaos. The comfort in my chaos. The light when everything else felt dim. With you, I didn’t need to pretend. I didn’t need to be strong. I was enough or at least, I believed I was. You see, people think home is a house, a town, a room full of memories. But mine had your laugh. Your scent. Your warmth in the middle of the night. Mine was built in moments little ones, like lying next to you in silence, or hearing you say my name like it meant something. And now I wander through my days feeling like a stranger in my own life, because nothing feels right without you in it. Nothing feels safe. Nothing feels real. You were the only place I ever truly belonged and now I don’t belong anywhere. I keep trying to make sense of it. I keep trying to build a new home from the ruins of us, but everything feels cold. Empty. Wrong. You were once my home, and now you’re just a memory that won’t let me rest. I walk through rooms that don’t echo your laughter anymore. I fall asleep in a bed that used to hold more than just my body it used to hold love. And now it only holds my grief. I miss you in every way a person can be missed. But more than that I miss who I was when I was with you. I miss the version of me that believed in love, in forever, in home. With you, I didn’t have to explain why I was hurting. I didn’t have to hide the cracks. You saw them all of them and stayed. And in that staying, I built my whole world around you. I trusted you with every fragile part of me. But now, you're not here. And everything that once felt like home has collapsed into silence. I still reach for you  in the dark, in my dreams, in the quiet moments when no one else sees me breaking. But you’re gone. And no matter how tightly I hold on to the memories, they don’t hold me back. They just pass through me, like echoes in an empty room. You were once my home  the only place that ever truly felt like mine. And now I’m wandering through a life that feels unfamiliar and cold. I smile, I speak, I move but nothing feels real. Nothing feels safe anymore. I would give anything to go back not to change things, just to feel that peace again. Just to rest my head on your chest and believe, for a moment, that everything would be okay. That I would be okay. That I had a place, because I had you.
You were my safe place. And now, I don’t know where to go. I used to find shelter in your arms a kind of peace I never thought I deserved but somehow found with you. When the world was too loud, when life got too heavy, it was your voice, your presence, your love that held me together. You didn’t just make me feel loved you made me feel safe. Safe to fall apart. Safe to be seen. Safe to be myself. Not just a person not just a heartbeat beside mine but the place where I found warmth in a cold world. The place where I could breathe without fear, rest without question, love without limits. You were the arms I ran to when everything felt too loud. You were the voice that quieted the chaos. The comfort in my chaos. The light when everything else felt dim. With you, I didn’t need to pretend. I didn’t need to be strong. I was enough or at least, I believed I was. You see, people think home is a house, a town, a room full of memories. But mine had your laugh. Your scent. Your warmth in the middle of the night. Mine was built in moments little ones, like lying next to you in silence, or hearing you say my name like it meant something. And now I wander through my days feeling like a stranger in my own life, because nothing feels right without you in it. Nothing feels safe. Nothing feels real. You were the only place I ever truly belonged and now I don’t belong anywhere. I keep trying to make sense of it. I keep trying to build a new home from the ruins of us, but everything feels cold. Empty. Wrong. You were once my home, and now you’re just a memory that won’t let me rest. I walk through rooms that don’t echo your laughter anymore. I fall asleep in a bed that used to hold more than just my body it used to hold love. And now it only holds my grief. I miss you in every way a person can be missed. But more than that I miss who I was when I was with you. I miss the version of me that believed in love, in forever, in home. With you, I didn’t have to explain why I was hurting. I didn’t have to hide the cracks. You saw them all of them and stayed. And in that staying, I built my whole world around you. I trusted you with every fragile part of me. But now, you're not here. And everything that once felt like home has collapsed into silence. I still reach for you in the dark, in my dreams, in the quiet moments when no one else sees me breaking. But you’re gone. And no matter how tightly I hold on to the memories, they don’t hold me back. They just pass through me, like echoes in an empty room. You were once my home the only place that ever truly felt like mine. And now I’m wandering through a life that feels unfamiliar and cold. I smile, I speak, I move but nothing feels real. Nothing feels safe anymore. I would give anything to go back not to change things, just to feel that peace again. Just to rest my head on your chest and believe, for a moment, that everything would be okay. That I would be okay. That I had a place, because I had you.

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