The truth is
The truth is, I thought I was the one teaching her how to love, how to grow, how to be strong.
But she’s the one who taught me how to feel again.She gave me purpose when I felt like I had none. She softened the parts of me that life had hardened. She reminded me what it feels like to laugh for no reason, to cry without shame, to believe in magic again.
She didn’t just heal the broken pieces. She helped them bloom.
And for that, I will always be grateful.
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