She is who?

The night was quiet, yet her heart was anything but. Losh sat by the window, staring at the empty street below, where the dim glow of streetlights flickered against the cold pavement. It had been months—long, unbearable months—since she had last seen him. Yet, in the silence of her room, his presence lingered. The scent of his cologne, the warmth of his embrace, the way his fingers used to trace circles on her skin—memories that refused to fade. She lifted her hand, her fingers running gently over the ink on her skin. His face was still there, forever etched on her hand, just as his name was engraved over her heart. A promise, a wound, a truth she could never erase. She closed her eyes, letting herself slip back into the past—the night it all began, the night he called her out for the first time. December 28, 2023. A night that changed everything. Back then, she never could have imagined the depth of love she would come to know, nor the pain that would follow. But if she had to live it...

Every song that plays, every place I go, it all reminds me of you. With each passing day, the ache of missing you grows stronger, like a constant pull at my heart. I wonder if you feel it too, or if it's just me, caught in this space of longing. Everywhere I look, I see traces of you.. Your presence lingers in everything. Even the lavender tissue I bought just a few days ago smells like your shirt, and I can’t shake it. I miss you more than words can express. I hope, wherever you are, you’re doing okay. But here, it’s hard not to feel like a part of me is missing.

A year ago, I was navigating through some of the toughest times of my life struggling with my bank account, battling various commitments, and questioning where my future was headed. But this year has been nothing short of miraculous. Among the many blessings that have come my way, the biggest has been my job. At just 26, I never imagined I’d be in a position to earn this much, let alone secure a permanent role that I could rely on. It's humbling, honestly, to reflect on how far I've come. I can only hope this job continues to be a source of stability and fulfillment in my life. It feels like a dream, and I’m so grateful for the opportunities that have come my way. Here’s to new beginnings, growth, and the promise of a brighter future.

Dear Love,  I know I wasn’t the person you hoped I would be. I know I hurt you with my anger, my walls, and my toxicity. I was broken, and I took it out on the one person who tried to love me the hardest. I can never truly take back the things I said or the hurt I caused, and for that, I am so deeply sorry. I see it now, clearer than I ever did before the pain I brought into our lives, the way I let my rage dictate everything. But, somehow, you loved me anyway. And it was that your love, patience, your kindness that made me realize how far I had fallen. This breakup, as agonizing as it has been, is the painful clarity I needed. It’s in this space, this raw and empty space without you, that I’m learning to breathe again. I’m learning to be calm, to find peace within myself where there used to be nothing but now with goals. I’m learning what it means to love without anger, without the need to control, without expecting anything in return. You’ve shown me what real love is.. not the k...

 She is grappling with the weight of a tumultuous decision, torn between seeking definitive proof of the father of her child through DNA testing or shielding her child from the pain and confusion that may arise from involving him in their lives. Despite her efforts and pleas, she has struggled to persuade the potential father to stand by her and acknowledge his paternity. The mistake she made in her past continues to haunt her, casting a shadow of doubt and judgment over her character. But she is not defined by that misstep. She carries the weight of her actions on her shoulders, a heavy burden that has left her feeling shattered and vulnerable. Despite the accusations and insinuations that she may be acting cheap or deceptive, she is anything but. Her heart is torn, her mind weighed down with uncertainty and fear. She longs for acceptance and understanding, for someone to see beyond her mistakes and see the love and devotion she holds for her child. In the depths of her brokenness...

 After tirelessly pleading and begging for his acknowledgment of their unborn children, she finally reached a point where she realized she had to let go. The constant rejection and dismissal from him had slowly drained her of all hope and emotion. She could feel the emptiness and numbness consuming her from the inside out. It was a painful realization, but she knew she had to stop clinging to a love that was not reciprocated. With a heavy heart, she made the decision to stop begging him for his attention and affection. It marked the beginning of a new chapter in her life, one where she focused on herself and her own well-being. Despite the sadness and disappointment that lingered, she found a sense of freedom in releasing herself from the chains of unrequited love. Although she still carried the weight of his indifference, she slowly began to rebuild herself and find joy in the simple moments of life. She embraced her independence and rediscovered her own strength and resilience. T...