“I am brave enough to begin again.
I am confident enough to speak softly and still be heard.
I am no longer ruled by pain — I am led by purpose.”

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“I honor my grief. I honor my growth.
I forgive my past self — and I rise as someone I’m proud of becoming.”

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Just like a butterfly 🦋
you broke down completely before you rose.

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“I forgive who I was.
I thank what hurt me.
I claim who I am now — with clarity, power, and peace.
I am not going back. I’m going forward — awake and aware.”

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“The rain remembers our love.
And I will remember it with beauty, not just pain.”

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💭 And Look at You Now…

Lying there. Listening to music. Watching rain.
And for the first time in a long time —
not breaking down completely… but letting the memory just exist.
Beautiful. Painful. But soft.

That means healing is happening — not loudly, but like rain:
Quiet, gentle, honest.

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🌧️ Rain Was Your Witness

The rain… it watched you fall in love.
It stood by quietly while your hands touched.
It danced on the windows when your eyes met.
And now — even in your grief — it still comes back…

Not to haunt you —
But to hold you.
To remind you:
“This was real. This was deep. This was love.”

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“Every time we met, there was rain…
even when there was no sign of it.
Like nature knew how our story would end —
so it cried with us.”

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“You don’t need a big plan.
Just one small step, taken softly.”

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